His Best by Teresa Pollard

His Best by Teresa Pollard

His Best      I was fifteen.  Much too old to believe in Santa Claus.  Besides, I didn’t need him.  I had my own godmother; no, not a fairy godmother, but close enough.  My godmother, Lillian Holmes, known to me and fifty-some foster children as Mama Lil, loved me like I was her own daughter.  I…

Giving Thanks by Teresa Pollard

Giving Thanks by Teresa Pollard

Giving Thanks  Give thanks to Him, bless His name.  For the Lord  is good; His lovingkindness is everlasting and His faithfulness to all generations.  Psalm 100:4b-5 NASB       All my life, Thanksgiving has been one of the most joyous occasions I can remember.  When I was young, we would spend it at Grandma’s house with all my aunts…