I sat still in my seat in the bleachers, eyes glued to the stage below. In a few minutes, a once in a lifetime opportunity would walk across the platform and I would be transported back in time to a piece of history I missed growing up. At least, that’s what I dreamed it would…
Georgia is a beautiful place. Lush, green mountains, sparkling lakes and views that will take your breath away, but there’s something else that is just as beautiful as God’s matchless creation. Honor. Every now and then, you’ll see a community come together for a special occasion, but often, this only happens after a tragedy or…
Pink and gold dotted the sky in a splash of color. A canopy of green spread across the Georgia Mountains…the first day of summer had yet to dawn, but the world was functioning as if it was. Nestled in a field below, a wooden cross sat atop a steeple with chipped paint and faded color. …
Of course not! Here’s the rest of the story…in photo format! First, we attended the McKamey’s church on Sunday morning… Yep, that’s our group from the bus! On the way home, the bus made a stop in Paducah, Kentucky to visit the National Quilt Museum. Before we left town, Ronnie took us for a ride…
The bus leaves at 8:15 AM…somehow, no matter how tired you are, when those words are floating around in your head, it’s hard to sleep. Thankfully, on Saturday morning I didn’t sleep through the alarm and my sis and I were ready to be at the bus at 8:15. I know you’re wondering, why do…
“Does everyone see that green bus up ahead on the side of the church?” Duane asked as we pulled into the Second Baptist of Clinton, Tennessee. “We’ll go out the side door up yonder where that bus is…and make sure you get on the right Cavallo bus! There are two here this weekend and that…
Grey clouds and drizzling rain joined the morning activities with a gentle patter. It was a common Thursday afternoon in a little town, the usual travelers coming and going, the townsfolk going about their daily routines…until a green Cavallo tour bus pulled into the Signal station and parked at the curb. A few folks began…
Truelove Quartet is a local group based out of Lebanon, Missouri. They love fellowship, so when they book a concert in their hometown they bring in another group to sing with. Towards the end of May, they sang in the Cowan Civic Center with Brian Free and Assurance and I was happy to be there…
There’s something about ice cream and Gospel Sings…they just go together, ya know. On Saturday afternoon I had those two exact things at my fingertips. A scoop of Vanilla ice cream in a Styrofoam bowl in my hand and a seat under a tent at the very place two quartets and a duo would perform…
“We make 1700 pies every year,” said the lady at the concession stand. For a moment I thought I missed what she said, surely she said 700 instead of 1700. Then she continued, “We begin making them in March; once a week twelve of us get together at the church and form an assembly line…
