All Photo Credits: John and Linda Fischer
When the SACC Drama Ministry presented “The Living Dramatization of Leonardo da Vinci’s The Last Supper” on April 19, 2000, during a Wednesday night service, virtually everyone in attendance claimed to have been drawn in by the intense reality of what had occurred on that pivotal night of betrayal. Continue reading →
I still have my Huffy Galaxie!
A random summer day in 1966. Greenville, Ohio. Two fourteen-year-old girls with stars in their eyes. Two bicycles (mine was a Huffy). Handlebar baskets trimmed with colorful plastic flowers—So Groovy! Two sack lunches. A couple of dollars in our pockets. One transistor radio. A spirit of adventure. Continue reading →
People often ask me how I came up with my characters and their Continue reading →
Sometimes you think you know something inside out. What it means to you at particular times may draw out your deepest, most heartfelt emotions. That’s it—there’s nothing else to learn or know. I thought I knew the cross. Continue reading →
When my husband Greg, a videographer, produced a video for an African-American church, I found the church’s history most intriguing. The first preacher of this church was a slave, George W. Dupee, who after many years of ministering to his congregation was sent to be sold at auction. A group of Lexington ministers Continue reading →
Kenny, Judy & Mom in Galveston (1957)
Dear Kenny,
How did I get so lucky as to have an older brother like you? Five and a half years between us. Wow. What a blessing for a little girl to know she’s got a big brother who’s always looking out for her. You may have tried to camouflage your fondness for your little sis, but I figured that out early on. Ha! Saw right through it. My hero.
Asa and Gabrilla McCoy wedding photo (1901)
Great-grandpa Asa McCoy was an intimidating figure. He was an ordained Baptist minister, and I liked him and feared him both at the same time. A tall and lanky man, he seemed to tower over everyone else. When I was a little girl, sometimes I would work up enough courage to sit on his lap and listen to him tell stories. One thing that puzzled me, though, was an object in the corner of his living room with a Continue reading →
George Frideric Handel
It only took George Frideric Handel a little over three weeks to compose Messiah, a feat that seems humanly impossible to me, considering what a classical masterpiece this oratorio is and the acclaim it received and still receives. Three weeks! It’s said that he never left his house during that time, and he Continue reading →
Will He know you at the door?
I saw a video last week of a very famous music artist being turned away at the door of an after party following the 2016 Grammy Awards. He was none other than Rock and Roll Hall of Famer Sir Paul McCartney. Of course, my first reaction was like everyone else’s–“You’ve Continue reading →
It’s Mother’s Day again, and the reality of your absence is magnified a hundred times over. I miss you so very much. For the past few weeks, I found myself slowing down every time I passed by the special stand in the store where all the beautiful Mother’s Day cards were displayed. For a moment, lost in a brief reverie, I’d reach out to pick up a card for you – a card that would tell you how very much I love you – just like I used to do every Mother’s Day for forty-five years, Mom. But then the magic moment would fade as if carried away on gossamer wings. Continue reading →