Are you ever afraid to admit your emotions? I am. Now growing up, I wasn’t known for being particularly tough. As the youngest, I seemed to inherit the most emotional countenance (at least outwardly) of all four kids. If I fell down the stairs, disobeyed my parents, or even thought someone was mad at me,Continue reading “Not Too Deep”
Reflecting on the memory of my Grandaddy and answered prayer.
I have been mulling over thoughts for the last few weeks, trying to figure out how to put into words all that I’ve been observing and feeling. I can’t quite figure out how to piece it all together, yet somehow I don’t think I am the only one in that boat. But I’ve always foundContinue reading “For Such a Time as This”
Lately, I have been thinking a lot about my names. My parents chose their favorite Bible characters, Hannah and Ruth, and I believe the hope was that I would take after these godly, bold women. I’ve told my dad on more than a few occasions they may have set the bar a little too high!Continue reading “The Stories Behind the Names”