Why — a three letter question that leaves the asker wanting more…Why? We’ve all asked it at some point in our lives. What is it with our obsession with answers? We tend to think that if we could understand, then we would somehow feel better, that somehow our circumstances might be more bearable. Sadly, many times we don’t know the answer to the why’s in…
The past twenty-four hours were all a blur. Not only had I gotten the worst news I could ever receive, but I also had to face the grim reality of life without Michael. In just a few short hours after hearing of Michael’s death, my home became a hub of activity. Friends and family came in droves to offer…
Photo by Stuart Pilbrow After a short stay in Kentucky, we decided to move back to Georgia where Michael would resume his work with Georgia Mountain Resort Ministries. The summer staff would be arriving soon, and we needed a place to live until we could make other arrangements. Our best friends, Jim and Angie, offered for us to live with them in their new…
As a missionary for the North American Mission Board, we were required twice a year to participate in a World Missions Conference. In September 1998, we journey to Colorado to share with the Continental Divide Association what God was doing in Helen, Georgia. When we arrived, the director of missions gave us our assignments and he gave me a Ford F-150 to drive…
Recently, I was rereading my first draft of my book, Tears to Joy, and I realized that there were several chapters that were omitted in the final draft. I decided to share them on my website. It’s a little weird to post this first one about the early days with Michael, since I am now in the first few months of marriage to Jeff. I…
There are times in our lives when God asks us to do things that makes no sense to us at all. Remember Naaman in the Bible. He was a very wealthy man, but had been struck with leprosy. He went to Jesus for help and Jesus told him to go dunk himself in the river three times. This was ludicrous to him, and angered…