(Lincoln County, West Virginia: April 1971) No one could prepare us for the turn that our lives would take after I accepted that job offer. Frank's sudden passing created such a huge void for us; nothing could ever replace him. A new chapter of adventure began that day, though we couldn't see it at the time. We always held onto the fact that God always provided for our every need. We were forever safe in the palm of His hand. The newness of it all was quite overwhelming to me at first. Our lives became surrounded by undeserved plentiful blessings. Thankfulness and praise filled our hearts as the road of adventure grew sweeter. We knew that we would have the strength to endure whatever came our way because of His faithful shield. Working on the farm fell away from us somewhat as my clientele grew. Our days had become full of those new great adventures that Frank loved. Our story as a family began to blossom. Rosalie Combs had provided me wit...
The arrival of September saw the passing of a remarkable milestone----the 11th anniversary of the official launch of my little blog and the beginning of an awesome adventure. To think I initially said no to writing for Jesus absolutely blows my mind but I will forever love sharing the beautiful story of how it came to pass. The tugs on my heart actually began when I was a nineteen year old college student---I always knew that I was to write something for Him, I just never quite understood what it was. I was solely focused on graduating college and simply building upon a career in my chosen field of study. I kept ignoring that still small voice and for the four years that followed, I actively ran from it and absolutely nothing in the world could ever satisfy the deep ache within my soul. I knew Jesus but my heart was somehow locked into a desperate search for peace and purpose that included countless tearful nights of pleading with Jesus to simply use me. I ...