Molly's Zone

I knew that nothing would ever be the same,  On that day the Lord stepped in. A broken heart was fully made whole, Sins cleansed from somewhere deep within. I knew that nothing would ever be the same, On that day the Lord stepped in.  Twenty two years of sweet salvation have absolutely flown by but will forever hold onto a heart of praise for the incredible journey that God so graciously blessed me with 🩷 I have spent countless hours reminiscing and reflecting upon the goodness of God that is deeply and wonderfully woven into the story of someone who has overcome numerous challenges simply by trusting in the power of His might.  As I began writing this particular piece, I knew that I was becoming too technical with it. That has forever existed as one of my greatest roadblocks in serving Him through my little blog. I am the best at walking ahead of Jesus instead of alongside Him. (How often are we guilty of wanting to follow our own will instead of His?)  I will fore...

The Lord placed these particular verses on my heart several days ago & I couldn't go without sharing an accompanying thought with you today 🩷 The world we are currently living in is sadly not the same as it once was. The arrival of COVID truly set the stage for an unsettling shift in the hearts of many.  I have never witnessed another time where people are so easily and intensely angered by the smallest inconvenience. Everywhere you go, someone is struggling to make it through the day without losing their cool.  Can we just talk about the crazy drivers that are currently on the road?  The term "pause and pray" recently came onto my heart & I loved it so much that I just had to include it in my message today. Although circumstances are difficult for many right now, it is my greatest hope that these words would be the reminder that someone needs to simply pause and pray.  As believers, we are called to reflect Christ in every aspect of our lives---the thought...

  The one-year mark of daddy’s passing had come and gone by much too fast. September rolled in as usual but nothing about life felt familiar anymore. I wasn’t at all sure how we as a family survived such a loss. It was the prime time for harvesting crops and daddy’s favorite time of the year. His death created such an empty space within our family; the memories of him were now bittersweet.  Everything had changed. Whenever I needed a reminder to keep going forward, all I had to do was remember my mama’s words:   “I want to tell y’all somethin’, the Lord will take care of us. Things will be harder around here, but we have to trust Him.”   Those challenging words proved to be a harder task than we thought.  “I need you all to help out more with no belly achin’. We will have to make money however we can.” A mother’s courage was a priceless treasure.   As I finished hanging the last of the clothes outside one afternoon, Georgia and I heard a familiar cry. We ra...

  (Lincoln County, West Virginia: August 1931)   My dad worked harder than anyone else I knew. Life on the farm wasn’t easy, but he always wore a smile through the most tiring of days. Daddy always kept his joy, and never wanted us to feel ashamed of who we were. He never made a big deal over small incidents. This was why I knew something was wrong and had been for the past three months. He grew more tired with each passing day and developed a nasty cough, which I had never heard before.   As I woke up on that hot summer morning, I could see Daddy tucked in bed, with mama rearranging the covers. She looked worried. I could feel my heart pounding. Della, the oldest of us, strolled past me and headed over to where mama was. Their conversation lasted several minutes. Mama leaned over, placed a reassuring kiss on Daddy’s cheek, and left without a word. Della walked over once she saw Will and me.   “What’s the matter with Daddy?” Will asked, concerned.   “We don’t kn...

                                                       "The Introduction"   Lincoln County, West Virginia (May 1931)   “Melda, come inside before your supper gets cold!” A familiar voice echoed from the shack several feet away. I was somewhat of a daydreamer. I liked to come outside in the evenings to sit and ponder over life, well, as much as you could for a twelve-year-old. There ain’t much to do around here. If you’re looking for country living, then I suppose these parts are somewhere you’d want to be. West Virginia is a beautiful place. I’ve grown up on what’s called a poor farm, where farmland stretches as far as the eye can see. Everybody works on the land to keep roofs over their heads. Daddy drives the school wagon, while mama takes care of all ten of us kids. My older brothers help tend to the farm, but us girls help mama with al...

                                                                                Prologue   Lincoln County, West Virginia December 1974       My momma was the center of my universe, my best friend, and the most loving and faithful person that I knew. She was bold! Someone who loved Jesus, and you could tell how important He was to her by watching the way she lived: so full of joy. Momma was not afraid of death. She never wavered. Her faith remained strong until she took her final breath. I wish my faith was as strong as hers. My emotions grew deeper every second.   I love you, momma.   Thoughts and memories are all I have left now. The funeral service was scheduled for today and I didn’t know I was going to fa...