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The Fellowship of the Brethren

There are a lot of things I miss about the church I grew up in – seeing my aunts, uncles, and cousins on a regular basis is pretty high on the list – but those fellowship meals are some of my fondest memories.

Of course it was wonderful to spend time with all the members of the church, but…the food…

the food

the FOOD!

That’s what I miss!  Yes…I was raised Baptist.  Baptist need to eat.  Together.  Often. Continue reading “The Fellowship of the Brethren”

In The Presence of God

Oftentimes, my husband asks me things like this:

“What do you want to do this evening?”, “Where would you like to eat?”, “Would you rather go to the movies or stay in tonight?”.

My answers are usually something along these lines:

“Whatever you want to do”, “Wherever is fine with me”, “Doesn’t matter to me”.

These types of responses are not what he would like to hear most of the time.  However, they are actually the truth.  I don’t care what we are doing, I just want to be with him.  Being with him is enough for me.  It’s not about what we are doing…it’s that we are together.  That’s the prize for me – simply being with him. Continue reading “In The Presence of God”

Wherever He Leads I’ll Go

Bring It On

More than 16 years ago now, I stood at my bathroom vanity on the phone and listened as my father explained to me how he didn’t think we were going to get much of a break between the death of my mother – whom we had buried only two weeks prior – and the death of my brother, Robin.  I struggle with writing this now almost as much as I struggled with comprehending the reality of the situation then.  My brother had been diagnosed with cancer about two years before.  He was five years older than me, and had been my hero growing up.  He was Superman.  He was adventurous, athletic, brave, beautiful, and I was pretty sure he could leap tall buildings in a single bound.  It was unthinkable that at just 38 years old he had already found his kryptonite, but it was unbearable to face the loss of both my mother and my brother at the same time. Continue reading “Wherever He Leads I’ll Go”

From Tranquility to Terror

FROM TRANQUILITY TO TERROR

Our youngest daughter, Autumn, moved to Hawaii this past September.  She wanted to have an adventure.  Just a few days ago her adventure turned into something she hadn’t quite bargained for.  She was sound asleep, having worked late the night before, when the alarms first went out. Continue reading “From Tranquility to Terror”

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