I became a grandmother when I was 31 years old. That was not the typical age for beginning this new role. Please, don't start counting on your fingers trying to decide what age I was when I first gave birth (age 24), for I transitioned to this new status so early because I adopted my... Continue Reading →
No one on the bus wanted to sit next to me. I cannot say that I blamed them, for I was a mess of torn skin, a torn soul, and torn fabric. I was running from a bad situation, one in which I was promised that I would suffer the same assault to my body... Continue Reading →
Today, the oldest daughter of my late son, Malcolm, gave birth to a baby boy, and she named him, Malachi Dewayne, a slightly different first name but the same middle name. The picture I received of young Malachi touched my heart and sent it reeling in joy and thankfulness. I also cried today, and as... Continue Reading →
When I look at the young people in our church, my heart sometimes hurts for them, mainly because they are stuck between two worlds, neither of which they fully understand. They are young, so they want to conform to the activities of their age cohorts, but, so often, the adult Christians in their lives expect... Continue Reading →
I have a tendency to look up when I walk. I love seeing the long white trails left by airplanes as they soar through the air heading to all kinds of exotic places. I find myself wondering where it is headed and wishing that I were going, too. But, I also think about the fact... Continue Reading →
Why do people feel that it is okay to give others unsolicited advice? Why do some people feel that they need to tell others what their futures will look like in terms of success or failure, when no one but God knows the future? I was just reading of a young girl who had a... Continue Reading →
The last few weeks have been difficult for Douglas and me, as sickness seems to have grabbed hold and will not let go! I am so tired of medicine and counting how many more days before the last prescription is done. Yes, I am having a pity party today, and for many years, a party,... Continue Reading →
I have spent the morning reading the blogging posts of women. It hit me that at this moment in time when the news is full of #MeToo and women's marches, that I have been amazed to read so many blogs of women encouraging other women (and men who read them) with their stories of God's... Continue Reading →
To hear a child that you have come to love as your own say these words to you is devastating! You quickly realize that you have been living in a state of denial, convincing yourself that, although you did not birth the children, they think of you as their real mother. It is a rude... Continue Reading →
I have dark days. My husband can sometimes detect that something is off with me, but, more likely, I have to tell him that I am having a bad day, and that I need to be left alone to deal with it. I still shop, clean, and do my job. I just feel like I... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 