A New Family

I am thirty-two years old and I have moved five times in my life. Not a significant number for some, yet these five moves have taken place in a matter of less than ten years and only after I became a pastor. As United Methodist pastors, however, we signed up for...

Called Out of Our Comfort Zone

Being a mother is not exactly the most comfortable thing I can imagine. I mean, you get to wake up at some ungodly hours of the night, and that one time you decide to get dressed up for church, your toddler somehow manages to wipe her chocolate covered mouth on your...

The Wind Blows Where It Pleases

I tell you what, I’m not a huge fan of the wind. Now don’t take me wrong, I love me a little breeze, especially as I’m sitting on the beach and it’s blazing hot out there – and don’t even get me started on the humidity. That little breeze always comes in handy then....

The Vine Grower

I am not much of a gardener. Actually, let me take that back – I can’t even keep a plant alive, quite literally. I remember last year, David was gone to Chicago for a few days, and I managed to kill his violet that he had been given at his commissioning a couple of...

Locked in Fear

I grew up in the capital city. I was raised to be cautious. When I was on the bus, I would hold my purse. When I went somewhere by car, I would make sure not to leave anything in the car and of course, I would always lock it. The same at home, especially in the...