Madison Sanders Writes

© Tammy Sanders Today, I saw your face.  I have many times before, but this time your face was crystal clear to me.  I could see all of the hurt. The weariness in your eyes.  I could tell you are tired of fighting. Tired of fighting with yourself. Tired of believing the lies you've been told. Over and over, they weigh you down. You lose your tall stature. Your vision. Your hopes. Your dreams. Even though you were not in my presence, I prayed for you. I prayed you would let down those walls you have built, I prayed you would let love in. I know it's hard to trust. The pain must be a heavy burden to bear. But, today I prayed that you would see what God sees in you. That you would see what I see. The truth is you are a leader. You have so much to give. You will overcome. One day, you will be able to forgive. As I prayed, I couldn't stop the tears from flowing. I found a napkin tucked into my book. I gently dabbed my eyes as

Around the World © Jesse Therrien via freeimages.com This world is not the one I once knew. Last night, I was lying awake in bed thinking how much things have changed. I miss the days when people were kind to one another. They didn't expect anything in return. It was just human nature to help someone in need in any way possible. I miss the days when people actually talked. Today, our communication is centered around status updates, selfies, and texts. I miss the days of exploration and fun. Gone are the days when kids can just play for hours, maybe wandering off to explore the creek nearby. I play with my nephews outside, but it's just different. I miss the days of less government involvement. It seems like there is always some new rule or regulation being made that encroaches on our rights to privacy and security.  I miss the days of hardworking people. My grandparents and great grandparents worked for everything they had, and wouldn't dare a

My mom and I took a second journal donation to Greenville Memorial Hospital this afternoon. Some will be given to parents who have children in the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit (NICU) and teens. This is my fourth journal donation total since I started last year. There were around 385 journals. Spector & Co. donated 362 7x10 eco journals that say "You are Just Awesome!" Ex Libris Anonymous in Portland, OR donated again. This time Jacob sent around 20. I didn't count them all this time. Ex Libris Anonymous is unique because they make blank journals out of old books. Each cover is unique and every book has some of the original pages throughout.  Morgan, one of the volunteers with Child Life Services, said, "Thank you so much for thinking of us!" This was more than just a nice thought. Greenville Memorial Hospital did SO much for my brother and I as premature babies. I can't say enough about the fabulous NICU team, including