A few weeks ago, our church service ended somewhat unusually- with a call to stand up and hold hands with a neighbor for the final few moments of the sermon. The point being made was fantastic, but we were left holding hands with someone we may or may not know for a slightly awkward amount…
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Jimmy’s Broken Guitar
I’ve got this friend named Jimmy. He lives a larger-than- life existence that could fill up the pages of a novel. Like most of us though, some of his chapters are more steps backwards than forward. But it’s these chapters that God has used to showcase His grace and create in Jimmy a special kind…
Mom’s Chili Legacy
Fall is in the air, and I can start getting exited about oversized sweatshirts, football, cool mornings, bonfires. And chili. As a kid, my mom’s chili was supreme. It was actually her mom’s recipe. My Mamaw passed when I was pretty young, so I think it meant a lot to my mother to keep the…
Unsalted Salt: How To Keep From Losing Our Flavor
“Don’t salt it ‘til you’ve tried it!” That was my mom’s motto when it came to table salt. It was as if it was an insult to her cooking if we got to the table and needed salt. But when I got married, I discovered that my new hubby starts every meal by salting his…
A Western Kentucky Retreat: Disconnecting From The World
In the past, I’ve written about the importance of rest, and practically implementing that into our daily rhythyms. It can feel like laziness at times, but sometimes life calls for a break from our everyday routines. I’ve found it beneficial to take personal retreats periodically. Change up my scenery, remove the distractions, and pull my…