Monthly Archives: September 2010

The history of rap

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I am loving this video of Jimmy and Justin from last night’s show. Music makes me feel so good!

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The Claytons came to visit

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Maja emailed me a month ago to tell me that she was bringing her entire family to my house for dinner this weekend….all the way from Birmingham! Actually, her family traveled to Marine boot camp in South Carolina to pick up their son, Jordan, and then bring the family down to visit with us and take in an Auburn football game (their Alma mater). It was so good to wrap my arms around Maja and her children. They have had such a huge impact on our lives. She took care of Mitch and me when we lived in Alabama and prayed for us as Mitch served on staff at the church.

I don’t want Maja and her family to believe that I only think of them in terms of “the family that lost a daughter to a tragic car accident”. They are so many things to me (laughter, love, God, community, Truth, honesty, service) ….but when people ask me to tell them of a moment when I have seen the Gospel most clearly in the life of another, I always tell them the story of Maja.

The very day of the car accident, Mitch and I were on vacation in Tennessee, a three hour drive north from our home in Alabama at the time. We got the phone call from our pastor that Maja and two of her daughters were in a horrible car accident and one of the girls didn’t survive. We were shocked and deeply hurt for the Clayton family. We rushed home and were told by phone that the Claytons wanted their church family at their house as soon as possible. As soon as we got in town, we parked among many cars in the driveway and made the familiar walk to the Clayton’s garage door, where everyone enters their warm home. Maja answered our knock and I’ll never forget the image that I saw. She had one arm in a sling, enormous abrasions and cuts on her head and limbs, and some stitches an various parts of her body. Do you know what she did upon seeing us in her garage? She lifted her hands to the sky, looked up and said, “To God be all the glory.” Then, she embraced us and cried hard tears in the crook of my neck. We soon entered her house where we found many of our church members. The value and authenticity of community was powerful. Here was a group of people that wanted to help the Claytons bear their burden. And here was a family that knew exactly where to run for support upon losing their child/sister.

Community is sweet and our Creator is amazing.
We love you, Maja and Scott.
We love you so much.

Carrie Underwood – one of my favorite singers

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I love Carrie Underwood. I love her voice and think she’s the best thing ever to come out of American Idol.

Here’s her newest release, “Mama’s Song”. I cried while listening to it….it reminds me of my own mother who prayed that God would give me a godly husband if it was His will to do so. He did. I cried because I’m a mother who now prays for the same for my own children.

Thank you, Mom.
Thank you, Mitch.

Coming home

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We five, my mother, and my niece, were able to be at the house when my brother and sister-in-law arrived home with their precious new daughter last week. Being there to welcome them was a sweet moment. I wish I had taken more pictures, but these will have to do for the scrapbook, Kristi!

Just getting out of the truck and then bombarded with family in their face, taking pictures and kids asking tons of questions. These three weren’t operating on much sleep.


What was the first thing she did when she got home and put the baby in Grandma’s arms? She watered her mums, of course!

Sweet baby girl.

Andrew holds his baby cousin. So sweet!

Abigail was more interested in playing with Einstein.

The guys just wanted to watch the SEC football game. It wasn’t pretty….the game, that is.


My brother loves UGA football…..even on days when you bring your firstborn home, scheduled around the start of the game.

Glory is His

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We have friends who are grieving the loss of their full term newborn daughter to still birth. It’s sad. It’s tragic. Yet, they lift their hands to the Lord and give Him praise.

A portion of an email from the father, Mitch’s dear friend.

It’s with a mixture of great grief and awestruck wonder in the greatness of our God that I’m writing this morning to let you know that [we] delivered our 3rd girl during the night, but [she] was stillborn. We need your prayers, love, and support. I believe we’re grieving well right now, but will obviously be faced with various challenges and opportunities in the days ahead. Feel free to check in with us as you have opportunity…

Holding my dead infant daughter was a stark reminder that we are fallen people living in a fallen world. But in experiencing that grief I am still able to praise God. He has seen fit to take “our” girl to be with Him – and spare her the pain and sorrow this sin-filled world and our sin-filled hearts create. Jesus, the resurrection and the life, says whoever believes in Him, yet though he dies, will live again. Our hope is built on nothing less..


He is our God and we will ever praise Him. Be encouraged that there is hope…that hope is Jesus.


May my prayer like incense rise before You
The lifting of my hands as sacrifice
Oh Lord Jesus turn Your eyes upon me
For I know there is mercy in Your sight

Your statutes are my heritage forever
My heart is set on keeping Your decrees
Please still my anxious urge toward rebellion
Let Love keep my will upon its knees

Oh God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You
Oh God, You are my God
And I will ever praise You

To all creation I can see a limit
But Your commands are boundless and have none
So Your Word is my joy and meditation
From the rising to the setting of the sun

All Your ways are loving and are faithful
The road is narrow but Your burden light
Because You gladly lean to lead the humble
I shall gladly kneel to leave my pride