Journey

Life Is a Tapestry

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.

By |2018-06-15T12:39:48-05:00June 15th, 2018|Faith, Grief, Journey, Parents|Comments Off on Life Is a Tapestry

For All of Us Who are Really Bad at This

"It’s not that you don’t care - you brought a casserole. You’re just scared.  Scared of saying the wrong thing. Scared of making the widow cry. Worse yet, scared of making her put on a smile, fix coffee and listen patiently to your grief stories. You never mean to make it about you, it’s just that you get nervous and it’s kind of good to talk to someone you don’t have to explain things to…"

By |2018-05-23T08:02:17-05:00May 23rd, 2018|God's Plan, Grief, Journey, Strength|Comments Off on For All of Us Who are Really Bad at This

Southern Women: My Two Examples of Strength

"I’ve discovered that grief wouldn’t exist without love, and the more you love someone the more profound your grief will be. With my father’s passing, I was angry like my Grandma. I was mad at God.  With my mother’s passing, though, I realized I was like Mimi.  Even though it felt like there was a hole in my heart, I could see and feel that God was all around me. There were too many signs of His love and that He DOES have a plan. It’s hard to deny."

By |2018-02-19T15:25:20-06:00February 19th, 2018|God's Plan, Grandparents, Grief, Journey, Strength|Comments Off on Southern Women: My Two Examples of Strength
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