At the age of thirty-two, I feel like I need my mother more than ever. I need her advice, I depend on her physical help, I seek her wisdom, I need her always lending ear, but most importantly I need her prayers.
Read John 18:28-40. “What is truth?” Over two thousand years ago, Pilate, the Roman governor over Judea, looked into the eyes of Jesus and asked this question. He didn’t know he was speaking to the King of kings, the one and only Truth. He was confused and believed truth to be relative. He did not …
As I look back at the last week I am filled with great emotion. I will never forget the celebration of my grandfather’s life at our nation’s capitol. It was a surreal and emotional day. What an honor it was to stand outside the Capitol with my family and watch a joint U.S. Military honor …
On Tuesday night, my friend Marci, who equally shares the love of politics with me, and I sat as a party of two and anxiously waited for President Trump to deliver the State of the Union address. As women and moms, her and I both share a desire to see this nation we love are …
We often ask God, “Why”? In the midst of great suffering and pain, we can not fathom how God can allow great such evil to prevail. But what happens when the sorrow hits close to home to the ones we love? Do we trust in an almighty, all-knowing God? As mothers, it is natural to …
Despite those who had little confidence in President Trump, we are approaching the end of President Trump’s first year in office; and we as Americans survived! Although many have marched in protest, yelled out to the sky, and even threatened his life, President Trump still stands in office and serves this country each day.
In 1957, my grandfather spent several weeks in New York City area for evangelistic meetings. He invited his friend, Dr. King, to come and give a prayer of invocation during the New York City Crusade at Madison Square Garden. Read this timeless and poignant message from Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
Over the last week, the images of the events, which transpired last weekend in Charlottesville have replayed in my head and continue to be heart wrenching and disturbing. Racism is evil at the purest form. My heart has a hard time comprehending this kind of hatred. It is hard to face the harsh reality—racism is …
Recently, I was sitting in a salon chair and chatting with a stylist I had never met before. We shared small talk I quickly found out she was a newlywed and we dove into a conversation about the first year of marriage. I was a little caught off-guard when this young woman asked me what …
Its Memorial Day weekend and I know my social media will be flooded with pictures of people having a BBQ, sitting poolside, shopping sales, and using the caption, “Happy Memorial Day.” Although, it is ok to be enjoying the ones we love this weekend and have fun, its important we do not forget what this …
Although I am 31, this year seemed to mark the official end of my childhood as I lost my maternal grandmother. Despite the heartbreak of this loss, I’ve spent many hours reflecting on how grateful I am for my childhood and the many women I’ve been surrounded by during my life.
Each year I am reminded of the true struggle many women face on Mother’s Day. For so many, the mention of this holiday stirs up lots of emotions and unwanted feelings. I am surrounded by family and friends who have struggled with infertility for years and their longing for a child grows deeper and deeper, …