Serving, Singing, and Missions


This weekend I went with our youth choir from Germantown Baptist to Nashville for the weekend. The name of our choir is Under Authority which is taken from the scripture Matthew 8:9 “For I am also a man Under Authority…” We have been in existence under the leadership of our Worship Pastor, Ron Norton for I believe, seven years. (Ron, is that right? I guess so, Trey was in 6th grade!).

Our kids have been to churches in New Orleans (several times), North Dakota, Tennessee, and states all across the U.S. that I don’t even remember. During these trips, they have sung in nursing homes, painted houses, cleaned out warehouses, mowed lawns, fixed roofs, painted each other, torn down sheds, had block parties to promote local church events, hung door flyers for local churches, helped with VBS, you name it, they have done it. Most of the time it has been in blazing heat (with the exception of North Dakota, trust me, I was there).

One special impromptu worship experience was in 2012 when they sang in Jackson Square in New Orleans. Trey was ill at the time and we were not there, but Collin was with them. I remember the group coming back and telling me how people came up and joined them in singing. They were so blessed by that moment. It was a moment they will take with them the rest of their lives.

This weekend was just a short trip, but I think our kids put in work in one day that was worth many days at the Tennessee Baptist Children’s Home. They cleared a brush area that I feel was the size of a football field. There was poison ivy, ticks, thorn bushes, (no wildlife), and our kids just jumped in and begged for chainsaws. (Uh, no.) They worked till they had splinters in their hands.

Saturday night we spent the evening at Opry Mills Mall and let the kids play at Dave and Busters (a video game place) with a meal provided, the adults could shop, or just chill and watch the ballgames. Either way, it was a reward for all for a hard day’s work.

Sunday morning was an early wake up call to be at the church in Murfreesboro to sing in two services. Even though our group was small in number, we were mighty in sound. Many of our kids could not go because of school and job commitments. During the service I looked on the back row. There stood Collin, 5′ 8″ tall. You know there are kids that just stand and barely move their mouths because they just haven’t picked up the “joy” of singing in UA. That was Collin years ago. As we sang Your Great Name, and tears rolled down my face, I saw Collin singing, really singing. But I don’t give myself credit. I give someone else credit who doesn’t like to TAKE credit…

Ron Norton. What a Godly example for our children. I have been under his leadership for many years in Adult choir and Under Authority and he gives us the freedom to express our worship and has taught many kids that have come and gone how to serve, sing, and worship. He’ll not be happy that I’m talking about him (because he is very humble), but the teaching has to come back to someone. If it were not for Ron, Trey would not have learned how to worship. Ron walked with us every step of Trey’s journey. And now, I see the light, every so slightly, beaming in Collin and I am so blessed. There are so many hours that he lets them be goofy and he puts up with it and shakes his head, but then he’s goofy right along with him. He has earned their trust, their respect, but most of all, there love. And he TELLS them – “You know what? I love you guys!” I can’t imagine any parent NOT wanting their child to be a part of this ministry.

The adults were reminiscing on the way home of the different trips we had been on, including our own choir tours. Most of us, (Cindy Few and I), grew up in churches that we went from coast to coast every summer on choir tours. I am so glad our kids are seeing a glimpse of the history that made us who we are as adults in choir. The worship leaders like Jim Whitmire and Phil Martin that made us sit on the edge of our seats, taught us scales, and different ways to read music, but also put us together with different age groups so that we would get to know each other and bond. Oh, I’m sure you’ll hear stories of how someone put Pringle in the overhead bin of the bus (he crawled in there), or about Jason Herrington (ADULT) being pulled on across a gym floor with a helmet on while riding a roller/dollie thing, or how Collin flicked Stacia in the face with paint. Yes, it was all hard work, but look at the blessings. We have produced children that love music, service, and most of all, they actually like being together.

To me, that’s the definition of a mission trip. We covered it all. We met new people and showed them the love of Christ by serving them. We were respectful in a hotel and spoke words of love by saying “thank you” to the staff (and were commended for it). And we sang of His love. His Great Name. Well done Under Authority.

Schedule Empty…Opportunities Few


Hey Buddy:

I tried to write a blog, but it just didn’t turn out like I wanted it.  It kinda sounded angry.  You know I’m not angry.  Just miss you.  Gosh, I’m already crying and I know you’re not happy about that.  Just tough.  Mom’s cry, Trey.  I don’t know why you never understood that.  Geez.

Remember two years ago when I prayed at the alter for you to walk on senior Sunday?  We both know that wasn’t what God had planned.  I accept that.  Doesn’t mean I have to like it all the time.  That was a tough day praying on the alter.  I knew then.  I skipped senior Sunday last year.  I’ll probably have to do the same thing this year.

I know you see all your friends planning for prom.  Knowing you, you would try to go dressed up like the guys from Dumb and Dumber.  It’s funny because I put a post on Twitter about prom and right after that, I started receiving texts from your friends telling me that they were thinking about you too.  It helps me to know I’m not alone in my thoughts about you.  I’m sure you’ll be doing your share of dancing in heaven anyway!  We know God gave us music also as a means of worship, and I KNOW how you love to worship.

A lot of your friends are stressing over papers, projects, tests, etc.  I’m glad that you don’t have to worry about that, so I guess that’s a good thing.  But on the other hand, they are wishing their year away.  It will be time they can’t get back.  It’s like the time I can’t get back with you.

Many of your friends are going to the same colleges. I wonder how long it will be before they are home.  That just happens.  If you were here, I’m not sure how far we would have wanted you to go either.  It has been very hard to not say anything because when they leave, the parents will experience just a touch of how your dad and I feel, except your friends will come home to wash clothes or get money.  I know a lot miss home.  Madison misses home.  I miss her.  I miss the girls.  Jules is busy with work and school.  I haven’t seen them in a while.  Saw Cojo Saturday and it made my day.

I know it just blows our mind that Collin is going to graduate 8th grade and I registered him for high school.  That was a tough day.  I’m so glad all I had to do was walk in and walk out.  Do you remember at your 8th grade graduation when Jamie, Chris, Tim and I think Austin drew TREY on their stomachs and stood in the balcony and yelled your name as you walked across the stage? Oh that was a hoot! What a memory. I need to find that picture.  I bet that won’t be done at the CHS graduation.  That will be a tough day, but I will be there.  In my heart, you will be there sitting with your class and I know you are in their hearts.

You’ll be at their graduation parties, at the Baccalaureate, and the senior picnic.  I miss you Buddy, every minute of every day.  It’s hard not to trivialize what everyone else deals with, but I have to remember that everyone has their own share of problems that they see as their own mountain.  I am thankful that God is a God to all of us that understands and meets our needs where we are.

We are going on an Under Authority choir trip this weekend.  I’ll sure miss you then too.  We’ll be singing one of your favorites and I can’t help but smile.  I see you doing the hand motions and Ron just shaking his head.  It’s those memories and those times that I hold on to.  This keeps me going buddy, hope.  Hope in Christ that I will soon see you again.  There will be no schedules, no college, no graduations, and an amazing party that will continue for eternity.  We’ll all celebrate the glory of God and worship together.

“Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.” Romans 12:12  I’m trying…and I am thankful…

I love you, Mama

All My Fountains by Chris Tomlin

This dry and desert land
I tell myself, “Keep walking on”
Hear something up ahead
Water falling like a song
An everlasting stream
Your river carries me home
Let it flow, let if flow

A flood for my soul
A well that never will run dry
I’ve rambled on my own
Never believing I would find
An everlasting stream
Your river carries me home
Let it flow, let it flow

Open the heavens
Come Living Water
All my fountains are in You
You’re strong like a river
Your love is running through
All my fountains are in You

Come on, and rain down on us
Rain down on us, Lord



WAIT! Before you leave for Spring Break!


Wait! Before you go on Spring Break – Remember who you are taking with you.  Not just your friends, a couple of parents, or someone that is being called your chaperone.  If you are a believer, you take Christ with you wherever you go.  He likes the beach too.  Okay, okay, and the mountains.  I just prefer the beach, so I know He goes with me there. 

C – is for Christ who died for your sins so that you could have everlasting life. Whoa. Everlasting. Like forever.  Romans 6:23 “For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.”  His death covered a multitude of sins!

H – is for our eternal home, heaven.  I, personally, cannot wait.  But heaven is only granted to those who love the Lord and keep his commandments.  Some say, I’ll get to that later.  John 14:2 “In My Father’s house are many dwelling places; if it were not so, I would have told you; for I go to prepare a place for you.” He promises a place for ME! Just for ME – and for YOU! But are we only willing to be obedient when it is convenient for us?

R – is for the blessing of redemption.  Isaiah 40-43 is probably one of my favorite passages.  Isaiah 43:1 “But now, thus says the Lord, your Creator, O Jacob, And He who formed you, O Israel, “Do not fear, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by name; you are Mine!”  He redeemed ME on the cross and I am HIS.  What a promise for ourselves and our children.  Oh, and did you get that, He FORMED you.  Your DNA is specific! And hey, I met the man who discovered DNA ~ seriously, he’s still alive.

I – is for intelligence.  God gave us a wonderful mind that allows us to be creative, allows us to come before Him at any time, but He also gave us the ability to make our own choices.  Will you make wise decisions?  You might think that it will stay right where you are, in that moment in time.  But a wrong decision can follow you the rest of your life.  Ecclesiastes 10:2 “A wise man’s heart directs him toward the right, but the foolish man’s heart directs him toward the left.”  Listen to your heart; your gut.  Do not hesitate to say – I can’t do this.  I had to make a decision like this recently and it was hard, but I know God will honor my obedience.  And there were others praying for me.

S – is for satan.  We all are susceptible to temptation.  Jesus was tempted.  But how will you handle temptation?  Satan will discourage you, entice you, and destroy whatever joy you may have in Christ.  You can be having the best time and BAM! What just hit me?! I wasn’t even paying attention!  That’s the point.  It’s because he knows how to destroy.  John 10:10 “The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I came that they may have life, and have it abundantly.”  Have a great time, but don’t let satan steal the joy of your salvation.  Dance in the sun, sing in the rain, but be mindful of the sincere faith within you. 

T – is for your testimony.  What does your testimony say about you? Others know and they can tell a difference when your testimony changes.  The change might be just slight, but enough that HIS light is not as bright as it has been.  You know what Christ has done for you. It might be that you need to tell someone else what Christ has done for you.  REALLY done for you.

I debated about saying anything about spring break because I didn’t want anyone saying to me that I was just upset because Trey was not able to go on spring break.  That’s not it at all, actually. He’s on PERMANENT spring break! There are loved ones that are already in college that have experienced spring break two times over that I am more concerned about.  My plea is that parents will remind their children to stand up for Christ, in ALL things, knowing He will bless their endeavors.  And it doesn’t have to be during spring break! 

My prayer is that your spring break will be fun, spent with friends that you trust, and doing what you love to do whether it is laying on a beach or fishing from a lake.  I will also be praying for my own family who is traveling to Disney without Jay and me.  Collin with have a blast with his Aunt Donna and Uncle Bill.  I made the remark that it just won’t be the same.  Collin so wisely said, “No, but we’ll make new memories and not forget the old.”

Go out and make memories! Special memories that you would not be ashamed to have Christ tag along.  Oh, and I’d like a Florida shell please.

Silent Sufferers


Yesterday we heard a wonderful sermon from our pastor.  He was preaching from Act 3 where it talks about the lame beggar.  In this story, the lame beggar is used to sit at the gate of the temple to beg alms of those who are entering the temple.  His infirmity was very evident to the people who passed him every day.  Peter and John passed him as they entered the temple and he began to beg.  Peter told him he did not possess any silver or gold to give him, but what he did have he would give to him. In the name of Jesus, Peter gave him the ability to walk again.  (Acts 3:1-10)

It sounds like such a simple story, but as we were going through the pastor’s outline, his first point was – They ministered to one who was suffering.  Then a light bulb went off in my head and I immediately wrote it down on my outline.  How many times do we pass by those who we know who are suffering yet we do not take the time to minister to them?  I’m guilty.

As the sermon continued, my thoughts began to race.  How many are suffering that we do not know about.  I’m not saying that we need to jump into everyone’s business.  But I know some who are suffering.  I know people who fall on the alter who are suffering.  I still do at times. I know there are people who walk in our church with smiles on their faces and their lives are falling apart.  Back in my day, we called them two-faced.  Now, I would prefer to call them silent sufferers.

I’ve realized this more in the grieving process and the difference in the way people grieve.  Collin will bounce from one room to the next, yet he is a silent sufferer.  One day, there will be a Peter that will come along and in the name of Jesus will see his need and will be able to heal what he has been suffering from for so long.

Unfortunately, there is a different type of silent sufferers in our church and they are unbelievers.  Oh my, unbelievers in a church?! Yep, they are there.  Where else are they supposed to be?  Some believe they are saved.  Some do not understand salvation.  And I believe some are just afraid of giving up their own pride.  Many, many, are afraid to walk through the doors of the church.  We would be no where without the loving arms of the church.

Yes, the Erwin family is still suffering from our loss.  We will suffer all day, every day.  But it’s OUR loss, not Trey’s loss.  We are just feeling human suffering that takes understanding, love, and compassion as you walk with us each day.  Believe it or not, I have found it is not as abundant as you would think.  But I think it is because people can’t comprehend the suffering of Christ.  There are so many times that a song will bring me to tears.  I’ve said this before.  It’s not over the loss of Trey, but over the suffering that Christ went through so that Trey could be with him.  So the lame beggar could be healed.

But who among us are suffering in silence?  I know a few, quite a few actually.  I don’t accept “That’s just how they deal with it.”  If the Holy Spirit restores, heals, liberates, helps us in our weaknesses, and regenerates, then what makes us think the Holy Spirit cannot minister to the silent sufferers just as much as the public sufferers?

My prayer is that God will put a silent sufferer in your path, (or even a public sufferer!) you will recognize them, and God will lead you how to minister to them.  As Dr. Fowler said, “We must learn to walk with expectation.” Oh, by the way, I love my pastor. :o)  I’m blessed that he is not only my pastor, but my mentor, counselor and my friend. He truly #liveslikejesus Trey was blessed to have such a wonderful teacher for the time he was here, and Trey knew how blessed he was.  He made a choice not to be silent.

Holy Spirit, Breathe on Me


Yesterday, I had the opportunity to go by Trey’s grave.  I do that more than I speak about it.  More than my family knows.  I know he’s not there.  But there is just something that is a little consoling in the words – final resting place.  Because of the fierce wind and cold, his purple flowers were bent to the side with ice at the bottom of the flower pot.  I scraped the ice out and shoved the flowers straight down in the flower urn where they looked pretty.  I wiped off a little dirt, stood back, and gazed at the “Healthy in Heaven” that is written at the bottom of his marker.

That thought kept swirling in my mind as I walked a couple of plots over to his grandfather’s and uncle’s resting place.  Collin is named after his Uncle Barry.  Collin Barrett Erwin.  Trey was named after his dad and his grandfather.  Jerry Wayne Erwin, III.  Trey was always teased and people called him Jerry Wayne or Jerry.  He didn’t mind.  But as I looked down at Jerry’s marker it suddenly hit me, the date, February 13, 2008.  I’ll never forget that day.  After Jerry passed, I checked Trey out of school early.  As he walked into the office and we walked to the car, he was very quiet.  When we got into the car, he said, “I know why you checked me out, it’s Papaw, isn’t it.”  I said, “Yes, he passed away this morning and I just didn’t want you coming home on the bus to a house full of people not knowing what was going on.”  Trey was only 12.  I explained to him how Papaw was so peaceful.  Trey remained quiet for the next few days, until we were at the grave. It’s something about the grave. It has a finality to it. Both Collin and Trey openly cried uncontrollably.  I remember men from our Sunday School class kneeling at their feet to talk to Trey and Collin as they were grieving.  It was comforting to see others to tending to our babies.

Fast forward six years.  I can’t believe Jerry has been gone six years.  And we still grieve for him, but there is more laughter and we definitely talk about the funny things Papaw did.  In Sunday School I handed out a flash light, a TV remote, and two iphones.  What they all had in common were no batteries.  Without batteries they cannot operate.  We are the same way.  If we are of Christ, yet do not have the Holy Spirit, we cannot function.  The Holy Spirit revives us, consoles us, and comforts us.  The Holy Spirit knows what the intimate will of God is for our lives and he intercedes and the scriptures say that he GROANS in prayer for the believers.  Much like we groan in grief.  I believe the Holy Spirit grieves with me.  Romans 8:26-28 ~

“In the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words; and He who searches the hearts knows what the mind of the Spirit is, because He intercedes for the saints according to the will of God. And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.”

I think a lot of people skip the first part of the verses and go straight to how God causes all things to work together for good who love Him.  We skip the part about the Holy Spirit.  If we do not have the Holy Spirit within us, we are like a remote without batteries, dead in our flesh.  What is our flesh? Sinful.  I am thankful for the Holy Spirit and its prompting.  This week will be a hard week.  I know that my son, my father-in-law, my brother-in-law are NOT in that grave.  They are seated at the feet of Jesus.  Does it make it any easier as my family faces another anniversary and DNOW weekend without Trey? Absolutely not.  But I know that the grave and those markers cannot hold my baby because the Holy Spirit filled him, consoled him, revived him, and comforted him.  But more than that, I’m thankful for Romans 8:18.  For I KNOW that there is MORE on the other side of the grave than what this world can offer.  More than this grief that I carry.

“For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the anxious longing of the creation waits eagerly for the revealing of the sons of God.”

So son, that is not your resting place.  That is just merely the flesh shell of who you were; a men among men.  My only wish is that some people knew you.  I talked to someone this week that is missing you very much.  We don’t move forward, we move along.  Some are struggling.  Some aren’t talking.  Many hide it.  Some don’t care.  But that’s okay because your mom will never hide her love for her boy or the deep groanings of grief that the Holy Spirit consoles. Holy Spirit, Breathe on Me.

Invest or Just a One-Time Deposit?


The definition of a deposit is “to put (money) in a bank account” or “to put (someone or something) in a particular place.”  That’s it.  It is a one-time act.  But what if you make more than one deposit?  That’s an investment.  You are increasing your deposit by adding principal to it so that your account will have value.  We definitely can’t depend on the interest rates of today to increase our value. But, it depends on what you invest in.

My particular interest of investing is in the lives of others.  There is no greater joy than seeing fruit coming from the time that I have taken to spend with people I love and care about.  Not all of that time is spent reading God’s word or praying.  You sometimes just need to have a good ear; know when it’s time to give advice and know when to keep your mouth shut.

I see right now the need for this in our youth.  But this is also a two way street.  Parents aren’t realizing the benefit of having someone invest in their child, so they are not “making” their child participate in church events.  Yes, I’ll admit it.  I am one of those parents that you don’t have a choice.  I didn’t have a choice.  So now, church is option A, B, or C on the list of events in the household.  It has just become the way of today’s society, and that’s sad.  I hurt deeply because I feel our youth are being slighted.  Not by our church, but by lay leaders that are just too busy.

I’m praying for that person who is going to come alongside Collin and disciple him.  I do not know who this is going to be or when.  I do not know if they will be from Germantown Baptist or another church.  All I know is that I am praying God will send them quickly to invest in a young boy who is facing a turning point in his life that he could make many decisions for the good or for the bad.  He is about to hit the same age Trey was when he was diagnosed.  There are so many things that go on in our household as a fallout from a sibling losing a sibling.  Not to mention, what he is dealing with in his own mind about his own body.  He has appointment after appointment.

There was a special man that invested in Trey.  There were many, MANY, events at church that I would leave early or that the youth would have and because he lived around the corner, he would bring Trey home.  That gave them the chance to bond, and even more, a chance for Trey to talk about his day, or what had gone wrong at school, talk about sports, etc.  Just guy time.  What Trey never knew was there were MANY times that I orchestrated those times so that he would have the time to talk because I knew he needed it.  One summer, Trey’s “ride” had shoulder surgery.  Trey came to Jay and me and asked if he could cut their yard because he knew he would not be able to do it after surgery.  We said absolutely!  That entire summer Trey gave back to the one that had been investing in him.  Trey spent many sweaty days at Keith Cochran’s house cutting his yard that summer.  But he did it for his friend, not his youth Pastor.  That’s an investment.  An investment that led from 6th grade, to his bedside as he was being told he had cancer, to being by his bedside when he met Jesus.  Keith paid an emotional price too, I know.  That happens when you invest in young people.  Sometimes it hurts.

So who are you investing in? Or maybe you are tired of investing because they are not responding.  I know that feeling.  We feel that with our own children.  That’s called parenting. Or maybe you don’t know how to invest? I am reminded of what Jesus says in John 15:5-11.

“I am the vine, you are the branches; he who abides in Me and I in him, he bears much fruit, for apart from Me you can do nothing. If anyone does not abide in Me, he is thrown away as a branch and dries up; and they gather them, and cast them into the fire and they are burned. If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you. My Father is glorified by this, that you bear much fruit, and so prove to be My disciples. Just as the Father has loved Me, I have also loved you; abide in My love. If you keep My commandments, you will abide in My love; just as I have kept My Father’s commandments and abide in His love.  These things I have spoken to you so that My joy may be in you, and that your joy may be made full.”

If they do not abide in Christ, they are cast in the fire and burned!  Is that not enough to invest in someone? To share the good news of the Gospel to someone? My prayer is that my heart will continue to burn for young people and their desire to know God.  If that changes, I know that God has other plans for me to share His word.  Right now, my deepest prayer is for one.  Just one.  My Collin.  So that he can benefit from the sweetest investment of “guy time” that Jesus can give and learn what it means to deeply abide.

Who are you going to give a ride home?



Through the Eyes of a Sister and Aunt


It’s been a “Trey” day.  Jay called today from work and asked how my day had been and I said, one of those days.  He said, Trey.  I said, yeah.  He said, me too.  We often have Trey days at the same time.  It’s weird.  Then, on the way home from work, as I often do, I called my sister, Donna.  I told her the same thing and she exclaimed – ME TOO! But as the same with Jay and me, not full out tears, just here and there.

Some of you may not know this but my sister works for the church.  Germantown Baptist Church.  She’s all over the place, checking conservatory rooms, teachers, copying music, etc. so her job takes her all over the church.  It takes her all over the places Trey filled.  She covered her steps with me today as we walked down that memory lane as during basketball season she would go into the gym when Bill, her husband, would come and work out in the afternoons and Trey would be there practicing or working out with Uncle Bill.  Her eyes glance to the left as she walks up the walk from where she parks and she sees the stones where a make shift coffin is buried from DNOW of 2012.  That was the whole point of DNOW 2012.  Surrender.

Speaking of DNOW, it’s that time again.  DNOW.  Maybe it’s just that it is this time of year that has us all thinking.  And by the way, we are not calling it DNOW this year.  We are calling it MOVE weekend.  I like it.  I like the fact that it is taking on an ACTION form.  Not to take away the memories of DNOW.  Nothing can do that.  And frankly, there are some DNOW migraines I would like to forget.  But Trey LOVED DNOW! It would be his last, as with many things his senior year.  I hope the senior boys cherish this DNOW year together.

But then my sister always has to cut through the sanctuary.  The last place she saw Trey.  The last place we all saw Trey.  But we know, that was not Trey.  That was only a shell of who he was.  But we still struggle that Trey lived so vibrantly and died so loudly.  Yes son, you went out with a bang.

I prayed this prayer this week.  God help me to love you more than I love my son Trey, and give me the desire to want to be with you and worship you in heaven more than I want to be with my son in heaven.  When you have lost a child, that is the hardest prayer to pray.  I’m going to keep praying the SAME prayer.  Sometimes I feel like I’m screaming it ~ maybe just a little to convince myself.  :o) I could not have prayed that one year ago.  I remember someone said that to me right after Trey died and it hurt me to the core.  But now I understand.  Wow, has it taken time.  Not that I don’t miss Trey more than life.  We had a Sunday School lesson recently about “do overs”, Trey was not my “do over”.  There is a reason I have James 1:2-3 taped to the top of my computer.  Not just for memory, but as a reminder.  “…knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance.”

God fills the halls of Germantown Baptist Church.  Music fills the halls of Germantown Baptist Church.  My sister walks the halls and hears the familiar songs that brings Trey to mind day after day.  You may often see her in tears.  If you do, you will now know why.  Trey ran those halls like he ran the halls of our homes.  But God’s comfort, like a soothing balm, will come.  It might be through an understanding smile or a sweet hug.  But for the most part – it comes from His word – Hebrews 4:14-16 ~

“Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has passed through the heavens, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold fast our confession.  For we do not have a high priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who has been tempted in all things as we are, yet without sin.  Therefore let us draw near with confidence to the throne of grace, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.”

~Confessing I will always be a sinner

~Thanking God for sending His son who can sympathize with my weakness

~Drawing near with confidence to the throne of His wonderful grace

~Praying for mercy for my family

~Asking for grace in this time of need for us all

~Extending this prayer for all that need God’s amazing grace for it extends far beyond Trey’s life or death

I hate for almost every post to be about Trey, but hey, it’s my blog, and we ARE still learning the NEW normal.