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The Legacy of a Man Who Cut Wood

The line for visitation wrapped all the way around the sanctuary, looped through the pews, down the hall and, someone even said, back to the church office. I had never been to this church before, but even I knew the church office was a long ways off. Hundreds of people came to pay respects to … Continue reading

But There You Are, Esther…

When Mordecai learned all that had been done, he tore his clothes and put on sackcloth and ashes and went int to the midst of the city…Mordecai told all that had happened and the exact sum of money that Haman had promised to pay into the King’s treasuries for the destruction of the Jews. Esther … Continue reading

Day Fifteen: Love Remembers

A couple of years ago my grandmother stayed the weekend me. Brent was away for a conference. She does this a lot when he is gone. We are good company to eachother. This one particular visit I can’t forget. Mamaw had gone into the bathroom to bathe. She closed the door behind her. I was … Continue reading

The Beauty Of Broken Pieces

My mother was a bargain shopper. A wheelin-dealin’, card carryin’, bona fide, clearance queen. No matter if it fit or matched – if it was 65% off she could make it work. I loved this about her.Spring 2002, Brent and I were nearing the Big Day. We had spent hours registering for dinnerware, Tupperware, Corningware, … Continue reading

Ramblings of a Prideful Woman

This summer began with goals of being a significant one. My list was written early May. Spiritual, physical and relational goals for myself and my family. However, when making my plans, I could have never dreamed just how significant this summer would be … in 1,000 unexpected ways. The heart of man plans his ways, … Continue reading

What Hinders You?

What is the biggest distraction between you and a deeper relationship with God? What consumes your thought life? Are you one to make “promises” to God and break them? I am so sick and tired of anything competing for my affection with Christ. He is so much better than “whatever it is” that might hinder … Continue reading

He Is Near To The Brokenhearted

I am so blessed to still have two living grandmothers. Eighty-nine and Ninety-one. You have met Mamaw Arden, my most valuable inheritance, but never before have you met Mildred, my dad’s mother. She has always been small and feisty. A water aerobic goddess, a skilled gardener and devoted wife. After my grandfather passed of Lou … Continue reading

A Chain Mail (that I’m actually passing on)

This weekend I received a “forward this to 10 people” style email from my dad. I usually read them, but never participate. This one took me by surprise. As we celebrate the birth of Jesus, this magnificent God invading our world as a humble baby, let us reflect on the purpose of His coming. Surely … Continue reading

It is well…

Meet my Mother. Darlene. Isn’t she so beautiful? I remember when this picture was taken. We were at a cookout in May 2004. I remember smiling, cheek to cheek with her thinking, this could very well be one of the last pictures I ever take with her. And it was. Less than a year later, … Continue reading

…just like that.

Strange. The boys and I went to the park the other day. I was watching my youngest toddle around on wood chips and climbing a playset much too large for him when I was suddenly, keenly aware of my mortality. Unrelated to anything I was doing. Every now and then my own mortality comes into … Continue reading