My mother was a difficult person. Not only did the world revolve around her, but she could also be mean. But she had a reason. She had an older sister, who was a sweet and pretty child, much beloved. Her sister died of diphtheria when she was two years old, the year before my mother…
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If you have not prayed for ways to survive the next five minutes, be thankful. I have, and it is tough.
Now that I am no longer in my 20’s, I have seen many stages of life, and I am quite sure I will remember this stage of my life, the end of my father’s life, as one of the most beautiful, dear and sweet times. I have had the opportunity to experience, reflect, and savor what Daddy has taught my children and myself throughout our lives, and how he has helped form us into the people, we are today. The two words that keep coming to my mind are family and community.
The moment that you feel that, just possibly, you’re walking down the street naked, exposing too much of your heart and your mind and what exists on the inside, showing too much of yourself—that’s the moment you may be starting to get it right. – Neil Gaiman I saved this Neil Gaiman quote just months after…
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Written by Amy Wilson Two years ago my husband, Heath, suffered a massive stroke. He spent two weeks on life support before he went home to be with the Lord. We prayed so very hard for a miracle. We waited for the Lord and believed that miracle would come, but it didn’t. The most difficult…
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When I was nine years old and formally gave my life to Christ, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 17 and discerned a call into ministry, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 20 and walked down an aisle wearing white, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 24 and gave birth to a daughter, I wished my daddy was there. When I was 25 and 28, and delivered 2 more children, I wished my daddy was there.
