I wish on the pages of that green notebook I would have thought to write what exact emotions were flowing through the car. There were no tears. It was time to go into warrior mode. Soldiers don’t cry. We clasped hands and quietly sat, each creating a new mental to-do list. Surgery would be in … Continue reading Cancer pt. 2 →

My mother has said on occasion that memories are among God’s greatest gifts. I tend to agree. Annual milestones of special events and notable challenges seem to bend time, putting us right back in the moment as if it just happened, while highlighting the fleeting days that move us forward in unfathomable measurements. The gift … Continue reading cancer: part 1 →

I have sat down to put onto paper my feelings about the storms that passed through our beautiful city on December 11, only to find myself looking at the blank page with questions and no answers.  I recently drove over to Moss Creek and parked my truck.To get there, I passed the house my baby … Continue reading Gentle Whispers →

Nathan drove down to Nashville to enjoy a concert with our oldest three children. They are going to see Neal Morse's Christmas Concert. Neal is Jonesy's favorite artist. I love they are enjoying this time together for obvious reasons like my children love spending time with their dad. The story goes deeper than just that … Continue reading Intercession →

“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.” Matthew 7:7-8 NIV I have no memories of a time in my childhood that I did … Continue reading Church: A Preface →

I have a very simple, unshakeable faith. It never dawned on me such a thing was a gift, until I married Jonesy. Faith is something he fights for. It is not simple for him and he dedicates himself to holding onto it, at times with white knuckles and gritting teeth. As our children have met … Continue reading Faith →

I love New Years. It is like getting a new journal with crisp white pages, ready to be filled with stories yet created. The possibilities seem endless. After this past year, the blank pages of this new year seem a blessing. 2020 was filled with the most amazing amount of wonderful and the hardest days … Continue reading A New Revolution →

There is really no way to try and justify a twenty-first birthday being anything other than a purely adult birthday. I can say this with a level of certainty because I have spent an inappropriate amount of time today trying to justify the opposite of that statement. My first born is 21. I must accept … Continue reading Twenty-one →

There is an invisible clock that sits in the corner of my mind reminding me of the passage of my children’s childhood. It does not sound an alarm, but the gentle turn of its hand reminds me that higher education, career placement and life responsibilities are the burdens of freedom being inherited by my children. … Continue reading Savannah →