I started this blog because I felt that I had a lot to write about. I had a lot going on in my brain that I just needed to get out. But since it's Genesis, I have become blocked. I started reading my Bible so that I could have a closer walk with God. Before beginning to read, I asked God, where I should start and of course, the answer was in the Beginning. So I started in Genesis and am now in the book of Judges. I must honestly say, though, that knowing how wonderful an

Tomorrow is Mother's Day. As I reflect on the times that I spent with my mother, I wonder how many times that I made her cry. I think about the many times that I possibly hurt her. Oh how I wish I could go back and have those moments back. I would give anything to spend just one more moment with her, and to tell her how much I love her and that I appreciate all of the sacrifices that she made for me throughout my life. Oh how much I wish that I could hug her one more time

I was not surprised when I found myself pregnant with Jordyn. I was not even trying to protect myself from it. I knew that she was a girl from the day that she was conceived. (and yes, I know exactly what day that was) And I knew that she was sent to me by God to save me from myself. She was the most beautiful little girl with the biggest heart. I did my best to raise her right. I poured so much love into her and tried to raise her differently from the way that I had bee

My Air Force journey, specifically my PT testing, encountered a significant obstacle, but I'm choosing to view it as a stepping stone for growth. Throughout my life, I have found myself having to “bounce back” from things that could have taken me down. This is just a chance for another “come-back” story! The accident occurred just a week before last year's March Drill, where I was on the cusp of crushing my PT Test, and as expected, I was fully prepared, having nailed 40 pus

Something I’ve heard my whole life is that you can tell a lot about a person by how they treat others who can do nothing for them in return. My husband has a heart of gold. He’s the kind of man who goes out of his way to help people whenever he can. Recently, he saw a post from a single mom looking for mattresses for her children. As it turns out, he had brand-new mattresses still in plastic, tucked away for just such an opportunity. On his day off, he loaded them up and drov

I learned respect at a young age, saying ma’am and sir to my elders, but I didn’t leave it there. When I was stationed at Barksdale, working alongside of active duty Airmen, in Munitions Control, if a senior noncommissioned officer or an officer walked into the room, we stood. It wasn’t about fear or being told to—it was about respect for the rank and what it represented. To this day, in my Air National Guard unit, when my Colonel walks into the room, I still stand. Not becau

So many times since our accident I had asked God, “why did this have to happen to me?” Read the entire testimony and you, too, will know the answer! First of all, by God’s grace, I was asleep when it happened. We had gone to dinner and bowling with Todd’s boys and were on our way home. Yes, I had several beers throughout the night and was feeling pretty good. As we exited onto Hwy 28, Taco Bell was open and I begged Todd to stop, I was hungry. As we continued to drive

I’ve been pondering these thoughts today. I REFUSE to consider myself disabled. I will NEVER consider myself disabled, until I have exhausted every thing that I am still able to do. I may not be able to do all of the things that I was able to do, but that just brings me to a cross-roads or a turning point where I find myself looking for “what else can I do?” Yes, at the moment, I have a handicap tag hanging from my mirror…. But it is only TEMPORARY! It has an expiratio

I was sitting in my office one day when Todd walked in holding a pitiful-looking, dried-up plant. Its leaves hung limp, completely withered. Someone had told him to throw it in the dumpster. But Todd knows my heart. He knows I love second chances — especially the fragile ones. So instead of tossing it away, he brought it to me with the warmest smile, as if he was gifting me something precious. And in a way, he was. I carried that little plant home, placed its whole pot gently

For the past several years, I have wanted a relationship with God. I have listened to people’s testimony of their relationship with God and how He would talk to them. I cried because I wanted this type of relationship also. I believed that I had never heard from God. I know that in the Bible there are at least 11 verses that say that If I seek God, I will find him. Then something dawned on me this morning as I was walking and listening to Joel Osteen. I know that many Christi

I was once told the story of the meaning of the picture of the shepherd tending to his sheep while carrying a young lamb on his shoulders. Most people think that it represents Jesus as the "Good Shepherd" While many accounts that I have researched have told that there is no true evidence of this practice happening, it is often taught in churches to suggest that God will break us, to keep us close. The way that I have heard the story was that sheep that would often wander out