by Tammy Kennington | Oct 17, 2013
She lay limp in my arms. Not a breath escaped from the perfectly formed mouth. Her fragile ribcage failed to rise and fall and I knew her tiny heart had ceased beating. And, for a moment, my own heart stilled. I paused in horror as my daughter’s lips, face,...
by Tammy Kennington | Oct 7, 2013
Now faith is being sure of what we hope for…Hebrews 11:1 The beautiful garden unfurled its colors near the old, gray corral–a ranching remnant from the early 1900’s. Nestled between the meandering creek and dusty country road, rows upon rows...