What he didn’t know…

What he didn’t know was the impact he had on our lives. What he didn’t know was that first Sunday when he hugged our then seven year old’s neck as a greeter at church he changed my heart about a “big church”. We’d been in town three days when we walked through the doors of…

The Day I Never Want to Forget

Today is the day I never want to forget. It started with howling winds and pouring rain. I was warm and snuggly when my newly eight year old bounced on my bed. Shelton’s been planning this day for weeks. Church then breakfast at the Waffle House, lunch of rice and beans, followed by dinner of…