Confession 

My confession: I don’t go to church when Ron is out of town.    Not on Sunday. Not on Wednesday. Not ever. It is too hard. It has been for two years. Each Sunday morning, when I am home alone, I shower, do my hair, and get dressed. I put on makeup and put the…

I Will Keep Singing

Many of parents stop going to church or change churches in the weeks or months after our child died.  One blogger I follow did that. Then this week she went to church…for the first time in long while. Her story of what happened is beautiful. It’s worth a read.  I pray it will encourage each…

Visiting Churches

As Ron and I travel the country on business, we visit churches. We have been to 44 states in fifteen months. The job-related travel means we are often away from home, and away from our home church, a couple of weekends each month. We attend a Baptist church at home; on the road we often…