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But for the Grace of God
This time of year can be especially difficult. The daylight is shorter. The weather is typically colder. Special gatherings are taking place all around. My heart is tender to suffering of every kind. I’m sure you’ve experienced loss and suffering. I have had my share of loss as well. Reading through my journal I came […]
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Impaired . . .
It was about eleven o’clock one evening and I was driving home in my cute little light blue two door coupe with my sunroof open. I was in the passing lane and the first car stopped at a red light. There was a BMW beside me and an older pickup truck behind the BMW. It was a quiet Texas evening and not many cars were on the road. I can’t really recall what made me look up, but I did. There, in my rearview mirror, I see . . .
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500
When I began writing it was truly for my three young sons, my family and very close friends. I never in a million years thought there would be any, let alone many, who would show genuine interest in what God put on my heart to share. God sweetly took an insecure dyslexic little girl and […]
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Endurance
We had a beautiful evening last night with friends and family celebrating a precious young lady’s 30th bday. Filled with lots of laughter, some deep conversation and vision casting with a little bit of ministry planning thrown in. The awesome fellowship last night reminded me again just how critical each of our roles are in […]
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Humbled . . .
I was a single mom to three young boys when the week before Christmas I received a call that would change my world for the rest of my life . . .
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Not of this World
Close to midnight, five years ago today tragedy struck. The world was rocked when, at 16, Sydney Lisa Jeter was suddenly promoted to be at the feet of Jesus. Silly, beautiful, practical joker, talented, athletic, heart for others, kind, loving, sold-out-for-Christ, God fearing little girl are just a few ways to describe Sydney. Losing a […]
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Tarnished
When I was a little girl we had “polishing day”. Back then when I heard the words calling from my momma’s lips you could see my eyes roll in the back of my head and subsequently hear the heavy sigh or deep scoff slide boldly from my mouth. Guaranteed there was a lot of work […]