The Next Five Minutes
If you have not prayed for ways to survive the next five minutes, be thankful. I have, and it is tough.
Then, I Asked Daddy
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.
Lacy’s Story
The moment that you feel that, just possibly, you’re walking
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.