I’ve always been embarrassed when ask if I’m a Christian. Growing up a preacher’s kid had a bit of a stigma. I found out recently it is said that guys always wanted the preachers daughter – I’m glad I didn’t know that back then. It also doesn’t help that some Christians feel the need to…
Job is an interesting book in the Old Testament. It’s also a little confusing. There is a particular verse that has been playing over and over again in my head. God and Satan are having a discussion and God says, “Have you considered my servant Job.” This verse perplexes me. Why would God point someone…
I realized earlier this year that I have lived the majority of my life in fear. Most of those fears had a common thread; the fear of being alone. There were times when these fears paralyzed me, other times they brought on panic attacks, and they always had a great affect on my decision making.…
My mom’s an interesting person. All her life she has lived for others. She is a servant. In fact, she is a servant to a fault. At times I tell her she needs to be servant, not a slave. Ethel will be 83 in April. She has been alone for three and a half years;…
If you had been around to witness those times when Austyn and I received positive reports on our little Emery, you may have noticed us grab the other’s hand and say, “She’s third generation!” We are never quite sure how to finish that sentence. You see, Emery is the third generation of female infants who…
My medical knowledge has increase just a tad since Emery was born. I have a greater insight into breathing, pooping, peeing, heart rate and blood pressure. There were two areas that when I began to learn of their importance, brought goose bumps and a few tears. While Austyn was in labor, every doctor and nurse…