Singing Our Faith
My mama had a way of getting through the toughest days — she sang her faith. Whether she was caring for my sick daddy or guiding me, her songs were like prayers set to melody. They carried her through sleepless nights and busy days, reminding me that singing is one of the purest ways to…
Making a Joyful Noise
Years ago, I attended an annual retreat in Fort Gibson, OK with a group of women who made it a must to be there. We stayed in rustic cabins, talking way more into the night than we should have, which led to a lack of sleep. But we were okay with it! The goal of…