sound of cemeteries

The Lord knows what we need, when we need it. He knew I needed to visit a cemetery on a hill on a brisk New Zealand spring to find closure, grieve and celebrate a life well lived. *note, this post was written in October 2014 I’m in Akaroa today. It was a French colony and…

front porch

There’s something about sitting on a front porch – a porch that’s older, much older, than you and most anyone you can presently think of. It’s a porch that’s heard many a secret, as the house’s inhabitants, and those who simply pass by, rock gently in red rockers and share stories from time’s past and…

american pastime, seventh inning stretch, captain jack sparrow

Why do they wear hats? This is a true Tessa question. I’ll admit, when my mom and extended family said/wrote on my wall, Go Gamecocks, my mind raced. What sports season are we in? Baseball. The American pastime (pass-time?). It always brings questions to my mind. Questions, yes, I have many in life. As you…

Grace

Grace, she became my mother. Jimmy Needham’s song, “Moving to Zion” has a line that resonates within me. “Grace, she became my mother.” Grace is my mother. And my grandmother. My mom’s name is Grace Lyn. My grandmother’s name is Grace. If I have a girl, I want Grace to be a part of her…

Uncle Sam’s Plantation

It’s modern-day slavery. It’s Uncle Tom’s Cabin on Uncle Sam’s Plantation. Star Parker’s book is a vehement presentation of how big government enslaves America’s poor in a vicious cycle. Parker came out of the same background she writes about having been on welfare. Parker talks about how welfare, taxes and minimum wage helps, not hurts….

Tears.

It’s 1:57 a.m.
I just finished reading Nicholas and Micah Sparks’ book, “Three Weeks With My Brother.”
I cried.
I didn’t intend to stay up this late reading and it’s been awhile since I have. It was worth it.
For whatever reason, I used to pride myself in the fact that I didn’t cry reading books or watching movies. A proud entertainment stoic, I’d frequently tell to others this in response to their sharing about shedding of tears.
I did cry though, don’t get me wrong. I am a very emotional person. I just usually didn’t cry during books or movies.

birthday psalm

Something my mom started with me is having a birthday psalm. Whatever age you are that year, the psalm that corresponds to your age is your ‘theme psalm’ for the year. This year I am 23. What a good psalm huh? What I’m going to do in subsequent posts, is insert personal experiences in the…