Memories of Home


“A house is made of brick and stone, but a home is made of love alone.

This was my parent’s last house together.  It recently sold at an auction that I was there to witness.  I was overcome with emotions as my sister and  I walked out of it for the last time, knowing we will never be back at this place –  the place that my Mama and Daddy called home for the last 30 years.   Daddy passed in April and I remember the day in early March that he was carried out on a stretcher on his way to the E.R. my sister and I looked at each other and said “he’ll never be back here.”  And that proved to be the case.

This was the place their 6 grandchildren and their 12 great-grandchildren knew as Memaw’s and Pawpaw’s house.  It’s where Daddy said a prayer of thanksgiving for every bite of food eaten around the kitchen table;  for the cornbread cooked in that black cast iron skillet,  for the blackberry cobblers, and fried chicken cooked up by Mama; where grand kids and then later, great grands, played on the rolling green slope of the backyard.  It was here that  he and my Mama took care of the almost 4 acres, tending flowers and growing vegetables.  It’s the place where, on one cold December day nearly 10 years ago, my Daddy told my Mama not to feed the stray yellow lab that showed up on their doorstep  or they would never get rid of her.  And that yellow lab named Princess by my Daddy, who had never been a dog person, became his faithful canine companion as he began to suffer from the effects of the dementia that would eventually take him.  It’s the place where he and my mother spent almost half of their 61+ years of married life, so the memories run deep and strong.

And now Daddy has gone on to his final home; Mama has moved into a new home.  And of course we will make new memories there.  But we will miss my Daddy and we will reminisce about the times that were shared at this 3 bedroom brick ranch house right off Horse Mountain Road and Philippi Church Road, the place where my parents lived, loved, and they built a home.



What’s the Score?


When you play on a sports team (or even follow one for that matter), knowing the score matters.  Not just the total points, but who contributed the most ______________(fill in appropriate sports statistic here), and you hope when the game ends your team has the most points.  Why is keeping score so important?  Because that’s how you know who the winners are.

Unfortunately, if we take that “keeping score” mentality over into our relationships, it doesn’t work out well.  “You hurt me so I’ll make sure I hurt you more”.  “I did the dishes and the laundry so you need to pitch in and do your part so we’re even”.  “You went to a movie with the girls so I get a night out with the guys.”  I’ll bet you can think of things you’ve said or had said to you that show someone is keeping score.  I know I have.  And I can’t stop it in others, but I can make sure I don’t make it a habit in my relationships.    Why?  Here’s a good reason:

“Love doesn’t keep score of the sins of others” 1 Corinthians 13:5 (The Message)

And I am so thankful for that.  Because there’s no way I’m ever going to even the score with Jesus.  His love has made the score for His “team” infinite.  So I pray that I do my best to show those I love the same love, grace, and mercy.





Life, Death and Memories

IMG_1135 (1)

I know I’ve had some new readers over the past few weeks and you’ve probably noticed it’s been awhile since my last post.

I hadn’t planned on it being that way – but I was interrupted by life – or more precisely – by death.   And the thing about death is it reminds u that death is a part of life and we all will face it one day.

My dear Daddy left this land of the dying on April 9th, on his journey to a better land where there will be no more dying.  I was able to spend his last days on this earth with him.

It was, I suppose a blessing, in that it was not a prolonged affair, as he was at my sister’s home for just under two weeks after being released from rehab.  I was there with him just about a week, and I watched as his body and mind deteriorated on almost an hourly basis.  However, there were times when he knew that family and friends were there and we were able to let him know we loved him, read his favorite Bible passages to him, and sing some of his favorite hymns.  We couldn’t do his very favorite – “Precious Memories”, as it would have been impossible for any of us to get through.  And during that time we were able to reflect back on our precious memories of days gone by when my daddy was strong and healthy and sound of mind and body.

And we are blessed in knowing that we will see him like that again someday!

Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be.
    Remind me that my days are numbered—
    how fleeting my life is.
You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand.
    My entire lifetime is just a moment to you;
    at best, each of us is but a breath.” Interlude

We are merely moving shadows,
    and all our busy rushing ends in nothing.
We heap up wealth,
    not knowing who will spend it.
And so, Lord, where do I put my hope?
    My only hope is in you”.

Psalms 39:4-7 (New Living Translation)



Sunrise 2

He says, Be still, and know that I am God, I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth.  Psalms 46:10

Sometimes we need to sit in quiet stillness and recognize the greatness of God’s creation.

All. The. Things



His divine power has given us everything we need for a godly life through our knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness.  Through these, he has given us his very great and precious promises, so that through them you may participate in the divine nature, having escaped the corruption in the world caused by evil desires. II Peter 1:3-4 (NIV).

For if you possess these qualities in increasing measure, they will keep your from being ineffective and unproductive in your knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ. II Peter 1:8 (NIV).

Our culture perpetuates a great lie – that we can have all. the. things.  No – it’s a lie.  We cannot have all the things and give all the things all they need.  If we have all the things, some (if not all) of the other things are going to suffer.  What we can and do have is all the things we need to make us effective and productive in God’s kingdom if we use them to glorify Him.  This is what He has promised us; just like he promised to Adam, and Moses, and Abraham, and so many others hundreds of years before us.