Old hymns have a special place in my heart.  I could sit and listen to them for hours.  I grew up singing all the hymns in the Baptist hymnal.  Some of my favorite memories are of Sunday night sings-alongs where the congregation got to…

***If you missed Part 1, click HERE to read it first.*** In her stillness, she remembered the conversation again.  It haunted her until she made her mind up to come here.   “Where will she go?”   “She said she can stay in her…

She came in the back of the room after introductions.  No one knew her name.  She sat quickly not making eye contact with any but keeping a smile on her face to look like she belonged.  She didn’t.  Or so she thought.  She glanced…

“Mommy, where is number eight?  I can’t find number eight.”  I glance up from my menu to see Faith working hard at a dot-to-dot with the crayons and paper she was given from the hostess at our local Chili’s.  Thankful for a peaceful start…

 “My daddy can do anything,” Faith exclaimed.  Her eyebrows scrunched up and her hands on her hips, this four-year old meant business… Join me at The Internet Cafe for the rest.  Click HERE!  …