A week ago, Sam called to tell me that he had been in a wreck, which lead to a series of events that took over our week including doctor’s visits, insurance calls, and rental car arrangements. It wasn’t how we were expecting to spend our week and there were many times last week that I asked, “why …
As I watch the news and await the impact of Hurricane Matthew on South Carolina, I think back to the parents who were in the Victorian Lakes Mobile Home Community during the flood last year and the stories they told about the police coming and knocking on their door telling them to pack a bag and …
It was 2:30 a.m., Sam and I looked at each other and said, “We’ve got to figure out something different.” We had both lost count how many times we had been up, ping ponging from our 6 year old to our 10 month old. They were waking each other up back and forth, sharing space. …
This Saturday as part of ministrieslab, we partnered with Resurrections that has been popping up on Saturdays in downtown Columbia to serve a midday meal for fourteen years. We knew it was going to be hot and we knew that there were going to be a lot of people in need. We also knew we …
Summertime brings longer visits with our girls and longer times when all three of our kids together. Last night as we came back to our house, the 7 month old and I from a week at General Assembly and Sam and the girls from a trip from Asheville, the house slowly began to settle into the sounds …
To Sam, the man who first asked me to be his wife and to be Mama 2 to our beautiful girls, To Sam, the man who held and entertained our son for the first two hours of his life while waiting for me in the recovery room, To Sam, the man who cries and laughs with me …
I did it again. I went to his room and peaked over the crib railing to make sure he was breathing. He’s been sleeping on his side since he was a day old, but still it scares me to death, especially when he covers his face with both hands, just like he did in all …
I was taught to be afraid – of dying before I knew that I knew that I knew I was saved, of missing opportunities to lead others to Christ, of not being an example to all the nonbelievers, of living outside of God’s perfect will, of being myself. I was taught to be afraid – …
Our oldest daughter has an email account that she uses in conjunction with her Chromebook. She uses her computer at school and for reading books, but just recently since the summer, she has also used it to communicate with her parents as she has developed as a reader and a writer. Yesterday, I got an …
From the back seat, I heard this conversation: MH: “LC, you’re my padawan, which means I’m the master, so you have to listen to me.” LC: “The thing is you always get to be the Master. I don’t want to play anymore.” It was a valid complaint on LC’s part. MH does like taking the …
