Articles by Janet Hart Leonard

Laughter is good for the soul. If that is true, it is well with my soul as well as the souls of the other three Golden Girls. Patrice Lyttle, Joan…

March 2, 2002, God, I feel as if I have begun a new journey… I had no idea where those words I wrote all those many years ago would take…

While sitting at my kitchen table last Thursday morning, I saw a message light up on my phone. It was way too early for the message to be good news….

But what if He did? You know, be crucified on the cross on Friday and raised from the grave on Sunday? I love Easter. It reminds me there will always…

Perhaps you have met a few people in your life who have just rubbed you the wrong way. Thus … when velvet meets burlap. Even after all these years of…

There my burdened soul found liberty. No, it wasn’t at Calvary, but it was at the altar of a small country church. My friend, Georgia Marshall, the preacher’s wife, had…

Ouch! Ouch! … and then a foreign language came from my lips. The GPS of my little toe had directed it straight into the wooden foot of our chaise lounge…

Criticism is not for the tender of heart. Have I told you I am tenderhearted? “If you can’t say anything nice … don’t say anything at all.” My mother said…

“Janet Kay, you need to quit running around like a chicken with its head cut off.” Oh, I’ve heard my mother say that to me so many times. I still…