This post was written two years ago…but I needed the reminder. Maybe you do too…

One year ago, my Dad was in the hospital.

He was in the hospital for 70 days.

There were many days that we thought he would not pull through.

We, as a family, huddled around him, prayed over him, sang hymns over him, and read scripture over him.

My big, 6’2 strong Dad was whittled down to almost nothing.

That Summer was a hard season.

Rise and Shine, precious one!

Good morning, good morning, good morning!

Lem and I just returned from a sweet anniversary trip to Charleston, SC.

After almost contemplating not going due to the weather forecast, we decided to go anyway.

Days before we left, I kept praying that we would have a wonderful time with no severe weather interruptions.

Rise and Shine sweet friend!

Can you believe it is already September 16th?

Not to stress you out, but it is only 3 months until Christmas! Eeek!

Firstly, I want to thank you for all of your precious prayers and well wishes for my sister. I am overwhelmed with gratitude!

This morning, as I was having my time with Jesus, I just kept going back to praise and worship.

It is so very opposite of the world to sing praises and worship during times of trial and difficulty.

Our culture would have us to celebrate “after” the season of trial.

The world says, “I will believe it, when I see it!”

Oh, but God’s Kingdom is upside down and counter-cultural.

His Kingdom says…”walk by faith and not by sight”. (2 Corinthians 5:7)