JUDY JEREMIAS
Epiphany in the Ordinary:
Memories and Milestones  

We are not "go to the cemetery" people. Please know that I mean no disrespect to those who visit the graves of their loved ones often. Distance has a lot to do with it. There are hours between us and Parklawn. And there's always been this deep place where I know that Mama and Daddy will not be found at the graveside. But we were close by this week and made plans to stop there on the way out of town. We found ourselves winding our way out Peters Creek Parkway early this

About a year ago, my family entered a painful season. The full story is not mine to tell but suffice it to say our hearts were broken in ways I could never have imagined. The story I can tell is that even in the darkest days God never deserted any of us and we have come to a new understanding of his love and grace and mercy. And I can testify from up close that he is still in the business of restoration and healing. Praise God! Let me say that louder... PRAISE GOD! Last

Photo by Evan Smogor on Unsplash One of my favorite things to do with Mama was to get up early on Saturday morning to go sailing. And by sailing, I do not mean that we went out on the water in a boat for a thrilling ride. We did not plot a course and unfurl our sails into the wind. We did not check tides and currents. But we did have adventures. We would scour the newspaper ads the night before and carefully plan the route we would take through the neighborhoods of Winston

Smoky Mountains, Tennessee - Photo by Stephen Ellis on Unsplash Rocky Mountains, Estes Park, Colorado - Photo by Peter Pryharski on Unsplash Growing up in Northeast Alabama, "the mountains" meant the Great Smoky Mountains in our neighbor-to-the-north, Tennessee. The Smokies look ancient and worn like tired hump-backed giants napping under a blanket of trees and shrubs. Spruce, fir, maple, ash, oak, pine, poplar and hemlock flow down the slopes, seasonally accessorized by

A few years ago, our oldest son described my teaching/preaching style this way: "You are like one of those artists who just throws a...

I was raised by parents who were children during The Depression and, although Hubby might beg to differ, the frugal gene runs strong in...