The Now

This weekend past, I stood in a cemetery with some special people. We watched some workmen labor to prepare loved ones graves for headstones. These were our loved ones. Their lives mattered and they were loved. I watched them in their lifetime sow seeds and make deposits that are still paying dividends today. Their prayersContinue reading “The Now”

What She Might Say

Last night as I stood at the kitchen sink, my mind reflected on Lolita Porter. Mother, friend, confidant, warrior and support to many. A wife to one. This past week was the first anniversary of her transition from earth. Lolita saw her children and grandchildren kept alive by the grace of God. None were lost.Continue reading “What She Might Say”