But here’s the thing …
On Sunday evening October 9th, more than 400 people crowded into the fellowship hall of Covenant Presbyterian Church in Charlotte, N.C.
Presbyterian pastor, writer, wife and mom (not listed in order of importance).
On Sunday evening October 9th, more than 400 people crowded into the fellowship hall of Covenant Presbyterian Church in Charlotte, N.C.
Recently I attended the sixth grade Renaissance Fair at Springfield Middle School. It was quite the event with hundreds of eleven- and twelve-year-olds dressed in varying degrees of homemade costumes displaying varying degrees of mortification.
On this particular Sunday we are celebrating the Lord’s Supper by intinction. The congregation has been served except for those in the nursery.
The interview was going well as I shared my vision for all that I could offer as the program director for the main unit of the Greensboro Salvation Army Boys’ and Girls’ Club.
If I had the guts the narrative section (part II, step 5 of 6, sections 3, 4, 5, and 6) of my next PIF would read as follows: (all responses will be kept to the required 1,500 character limit.)
It wasn’t the item on the agenda I’d mentally marked as controversial.
“Mrs. Duffield!” was initially all I heard as my head broke the surface of the water. My children’s swim coach was shouting at me from poolside.
“What did you bring us? Mom, what’d you bring us?” That is always the chorus from my children upon my return from any overnight trip, never mind that some trips are to exotic locals such as Winnsboro, S.C.
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