Final Teenage Year…

Oh, where has the time flown? Tears fill my eyes with joy knowing how far our little man has come. The memories never fade for me on the eve of the birthday of our youngest son. I lay in bed tonight, so blessed God allowed me to birth and raise this young man. Trust me …

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Sweet Carolina Memories

White wicker creaks on the old back porch Saccades sing in the hot Summers scorch Laundry dries quickly on the line Smell of fried chicken was mighty fine Southern drawls and iced sweet tea Aunts, Grand-momma and our family Afternoon showers, yes ma'am and please Precious n' sweet Carolina memories Magnolia trees fragrantly bloom Four …

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She’s in Heaven – A Tender Memory

In the wee early hours in 2009 our precious Momma was promoted to her permanent and Eternal position in Heaven with Jesus. There is not one day that goes by that the people who knew and loved her don't miss her terribly.  Tender are our hearts. Tender are the memories. Tender is the grief we share until …

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Always Remembered – Never Forgotten

"No one has greater love than this, that someone would lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13 (NIV) Most of us have Monday off as a holiday. It is Memorial Day - a day where we honor those who gave their life for our freedom while serving. For the surviving soldiers, all the …

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Privacy of Her Prayer Closet

Long before we knew of a "War Room" there was a 16 year old girl named Sydney who, in the privacy of her prayer closet she, in the early morning hours, quenched her thirst and tamed her hunger to know the Lord more intimately. Every morning, without an alarm, Sydney woke up and went straight …

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Missing Her

I've heard it said that grief is as individual as a snowflake. I couldn't agree more.  Not having lost a child I can't begin to know or speak to the vast depth of grief a parent must endure. I have watched through the lens pointed at my dear friends. This piece is for them, remembering …

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Heart of a Single Mom

Exhausted mom of three, Knows He loves them more than she.  Raising alone, unnatural indeed, No Godly man for them to heed. Imperfections He does not measure, Giving your hearts delight, He does pleasure. My Father knows the seeds I've sewn, With friends and sisters we're not alone. It takes a village my sis reminds …

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