Justice Will Be Sweet

Justice Will Be Sweet

I know life is not fair, but injustice rocks me to the core. I have to remind myself almost daily that this world does not have the last word when the scales of justice are knocked out of balance and are left uncorrected. It’s not just a matter of principle....

Count it joy

Count it joy is more than a suggestion for the Christian undergoing times of testing. It’s more than a virtue exhibited by a mature believer. Counting it all joy is a vital discipline in the life of the genuine follower of Christ. It is in believing the trial...
Can you call it mercy?

Can you call it mercy?

Why didn’t I think to call it mercy? Twenty-five years ago tomorrow, I gave birth to a miracle. In November 1993 I had nearly been killed in an interstate collision with an eighteen-wheeler. I was eight months pregnant with Molly at the time. Rushed to FGH in a...

A Thankful Heart: Three Lessons in Gratitude

As a good southern girl, along with lessons in making cornbread, the proper wearing of white, and saying ma’am and sir, I learned to write thank you notes. I was expected to express my appreciation in person for any thoughtfulness. But I would send a hand-written card...

Planting Hope: Finding hope in death

Accepting the death of a child is hard. Seeing hope in death is even more difficult. A recent experience with ailing flower bulbs helped me learn that finding hope in death comes when we’re able to view burial of someone we love as planting with the expectation...

Little Women Revisited

Little Women has long been one of my favorite books. When I read it the first time, I was probably the same age as Amy March, the youngest of the four sisters, at the beginning of the story. Now, for my most recent foray into the lives of the March family, I’m the...

Laughter: The Lighter Side of Life

We know when tears entered the human race. It’s impossible to imagine Adam and Eve, banished from paradise, dry-eyed and unmoved as they packed for a home among the thorns. Laughter? We don’t have the slightest clue about the first joke, mishap, or self-deprecating...
Edelweiss: Mountain Blooms

Edelweiss: Mountain Blooms

Edelweiss, the moving folk song from The Sound of Music, was one of Maggie’s favorites, and she once performed it for a piano recital. The piece was chosen by Charlie Hardee as a fitting final tribute to a girl known for perseverance before the focus of the...

New Life Leaf by Leaf

“but we will all be changed” I Corinthians 15:51 Today’s leaves are tomorrow’s mulch. That realization, made on the cusp of Maggie’s joy-filled though brief remission in 2016, led to the title and meaning of our website Leaf by Leaf. I had been overwhelmed...

Flying: The Right Words

How can flying be like dying? How can the picture of flying serve as inspiration for one sister’s thoughts on the approaching death of her only sister. Here’s the story: When we called hospice to help us walk Maggie home, the house grew quiet except for...

Funeral Music and Video

Maggie’s Funeral was a celebration of a Faithful God and faith lived well. Her service can be viewed in its entirety by following the link below. Eulogy and message were provided by Scott Hanberry, Phil Hanberry, and Darryl Craft. Charlie Hardee played piano for...

Satisfied Life

A Satisfied Life Loved Well This past Monday night (Aug. 6)  I awoke at 12:30 and found myself unable to return to sleep. I went to Maggie’s room – a place I find myself drawn to – not shying from – in order to feel closer to her. I looked...

Innumerable (05.28.2018)

(Maggie’s birthday weekend has been an unforgettably beautiful time. She has had little pain and great energy to enjoy three separate parties at home. We are eternally grateful for all the kindness shown to her and us. Tomorrow morning Maggie and I will go to...

One in a Million

We’ve always known Maggie is one in a million. Now we have confirmation. Maggie has been diagnosed with colorectal cancer (adenocarcinoma). We have been in shock since Monday because we thought we would be battling Crohns’s or Ulcerative Colitis. This...

Thanksgiving 2017

Sometimes, the hardest place to go is back. To the setting of our darkest hour and deepest hurt. Mercy calls us back for healing – to complete its job. And with such thoughts ruminating in my heart and mind Monday, Maggie and I loaded the car and traveled...

A Race Called Mercy

Homesickness for Batson and Jackson plaguing our early visits to UAB has begun to lift. Frequent trips to Birmingham are allowing me to feel more a part of the city than my occasional shopping trips had allowed. But it takes work to open a heart to new people when you...

God is Great, God is Good

Is God who is great enough to heal still good when He doesn’t? This question has plagued me since Maggie was first diagnosed. The answer never changes. Acceptance is often like Mississippi snow: here today, gone in an hour. How can I help it stick? As with snow, I am...

Repurposing

If April 7, 2014 had brought us a different outcome, if my daughter Maggie’s colonoscopy had revealed a benign and fixable mass instead of a malignant invasion, then today I would be on a plane to Nepal for a mission trip with a team from church. The work was...

I Have Met the Enemy

After Maggie’s second liver resection, we followed her bed as she was wheeled from recovery to 2C. 2C? We were expecting the fifth floor but were told she needed closer monitoring in a step-down unit. The floor was at capacity, so we landed in a smaller-than-typical...

Seeking Grace in Broken Dreams

Being left behind stinks. That’s about as tastefully as I can say it. To want to be somewhere other than the place you currently cannot leave is frustrating. But when you’re sidelined from a much-celebrated rite of passage, missing the boat feels like utter...