I sit here on a Wednesday afternoon thinking about the little boy who asked me a “very important question,” about 13 years ago on a humid southern day, if he could marry me and then proceeded to hand me a flower slash weed with roots and all. Kenny has always had such a loving heart. Sensitive … More …and a boy became a man.
We teach them what grace looks like… … More Gracious Mercy…sometimes
“I don’t care how many tattoo’s you get as long as you’re a good person.” … More Just Be A Good Person
“You’re his mommy now…” … More Happiness IS Content