I didn’t feel empowered when I walked into that old converted house in Richmond.

I didn’t feel empowered when I was educated that abortion was safer than child birth.

I didn’t feel empowered when I was counseled to continue the process in spite of my reservations.

I didn’t feel empowered when I was given a sedative to take the edge off.

I didn’t feel empowered when I sat in a tiny room with a dozen other broken women waiting for our turn.

I didn’t feel empowered when I was herded into a procedure room.

I didn’t feel empowered when I was hurried out to recover.

I didn’t feel empowered when I drove away bleeding.

I didn’t feel empowered when counterfeit love couldn’t bear the weight of loss.

I didn’t feel empowered alone with my secret.

84% of post abortive women felt they had no option. No power to choose.

Abortion doesn’t empower. It steals. It robs. It abuses.

Real power came when I found forgiveness and healing in Jesus Christ (Acts 1:8).

By His grace, a loving husband and subsequent pregnancies followed.

The most empowering moments of my life can be found in newness of life.

Redemption. Child birth.

I will be a voice for the unborn. I will be a voice for women.



Job Title: ???

This is my 16th summer camp season at New Life. Kind of gives away that I’m not really 27 years old anymore.

I am searching for a job title that captures what I do here at camp. A title that answers the question that I so often get, “What is your role?” “What do you do?”

Today begins our counselor training week. I’ll give the staff a review of emergency procedures from evacuations to lost searches, from action plans to water safety rules, from bloodborne pathogens to documentation and forms. I will discuss child abuse prevention and our job as mandated reporters.

I will give the camp mom speech urging these teenagers and college aged kids to take care of themselves by resting when they should and eating well and choosing healthy foods. Trying to express the importance of personal discipline in meeting the demands and the endurance required for God’s call to serve in Christian camping.

As the summer progresses, I will be a smiling face as campers walk by and visit different activities. I will remind them of mom at home and provide a little bit of security with a quick hug and a kind word.

I will be available to girl teens, staff and campers, to encourage them in their walk with Christ. To share from my treasure chest of experiences, good and bad, as they navigate the path God has placed them on.

I will support my kids as they head to their week of camp. I will review packing lists and share the excitement. I will give them enough space to help them feel independent and allow them to set the tone for my involvement.

I will provide food for my kids with dietary needs so they can feel like they are not isolated. I will try to match the camp menu as closely as possible so they can enjoy something different and just be a camper.

For the kids left at home, I will be the summer program director. I will listen to their hopes and desires for a fun summer. I will work those activities into our busy schedule. I will try to enjoy a time to play and to just be mom instead of homeschool teacher.

As my husband is deployed for the 8 intense weeks of New Life’s summer program, I will absorb some of his responsibilities on the home front and orchestrate times for him to be with our kids, but be sensitive to his needs for rest.

I will lift him up in prayer asking The Lord to give wisdom and to guide his steps as he leads this great camp.

I will support my husband in this endurance event. I will encourage him as he strives to do his best in God’s strength. I will remind him that God has uniquely designed him to fulfill his role as camp director. I will reiterate the many strengths he has from being a Mr. Fix-It to his contagious enthusiasm for camp games, from his deep abiding faith in God to his practice of getting to the heart of each camp staff.

I will seek The Lord when I feel alone, when I feel on the fringe, when I feel left behind, when I feel like I am not an important part of this ministry at New Life.

Sixteen summers with no specific job title. Job titles are great for building a resume or building my self-esteem. However, I am building into lives for the Kingdom. I will stick with the titles of wife, mom, or simply support staff, and I will work on the duties as assigned to the glory of God.

Colossians 3:23-24
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving.

A throwback picture of Summer Staff

Just the Boys and their Mama

It is just Quincy, Timothy and I this weekend. The girls are going to the Dad/Daughter Retreat at New Life Bible Camp.

Just me and the boys. Don’t think that has ever happened.

When Timothy began going to the Father/Son Retreat, I began taking the girls away for an overnight and girl time. Girl time usually included shopping, swimming, TV watching, nail polish, Bath & Body Works products, and yummy snacks. We have been doing our girl time for probably 5 years or more. We only missed the year Quincy was born.

Those times have become very special to the girls and to me. We look forward to that weekend each year.

Looks like it is time to start a new tradition. It is a little more challenging than planning girl time. Not only are Timothy and Quincy nearly 12 years apart in age, but they are, well…boys.

I have a few ideas. For one, Timothy and I are planning to watch The Lord of the Rings while Quincy naps and sleeps.

I am looking forward to finding ways to connect with them. These are my boys. This weekend will look a lot different than my girl time weekends, but it is a tradition worth making.

Wrestling, LEGO and Wii games may not be my natural bent, but this weekend, I am speaking the language of my guys. I hope they hear “I Love You!” in every wrestling “smack down”, every LEGO building, every Wii win or loss, and in sharing Frodo’s journey with a ring.

Game on, Boy Time.

Galatians 5:13-14
…rather, serve one another humbly in love. For the entire law is fulfilled in keeping this one command: “Love your neighbor as yourself.”