When Faith Is Hard

When Faith Is Hard

I grew up in the church. Hymn books, “Amazing Grace,” and Sunday School were all familiar. I feel as though I grew up knowing God.  I became a Christian at an early age.  Faith was fairly simple.  It was all I knew. As I matured into adulthood, I would...
Why I Write: How It Began

Why I Write: How It Began

When I started my blog, it felt like the strangest thing in the world I could have done. If you know me, you know that I hold things very close to the vest.  I’m always the one who listens while people share, but rarely the one who shares.  I keep my personal...
The Hands That Hold My Hands

The Hands That Hold My Hands

The hand I held today was soft and small…. She climbed out of the backseat, all smiles, and immediately reached for my hand. The cool air, uncommon for this time of year, greeted us as she clasped my hand tightly, confident in my ability to guide her. It was...
A Little Lost

A Little Lost

We’ve been here over a year now, but honestly, some days, I still feel a little lost. Not always directionally, there’s GPS for that, but sometimes emotionally.  You see I’m a Georgia girl.  At least I was.  Now, this Georgia girl is sitting in North Carolina. Growing...
Rainbows Through the Rain

Rainbows Through the Rain

Rain and rainbows are so indicative of life, aren’t they? The rainbow is there stretching before us, a symbol of goodness and hope.  Yet, you have to endure the storm, and look through the raindrops to see it. In my adult years there have been two periods of time...

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