1108 Miles Later…

Who would stand outside in the August heat for an hour waiting for the doors to open when you could sit in an air conditioned car?  Folks who were expecting an exceptional night with their favorite artists, I’d say.  Then again, look who’s talking?  The person who drove eight hours to be at that particular…

An Afternoon In The Little Cave

On Friday afternoon, there was a matinee in the “little cave” around noon with Karen Peck and New River.  The little cave is next to the zip-line building and a few other shops.  It is most known for its flying friends (aka – bats) and being a bit chilly, even during the day. “Well, Karen,…

Back At The Cave

“Are you going to the Gospel Sing?” asked the lady exiting the hotel in front of me.  Her question was directed to the woman walking beside her who answered, “Yes.”  “Aren’t we all?” the first lady replied. If you’re in Stanton, Missouri during Mid-October the chances are, most folks you’ll run into are going to…

NQC’s Eighth Day

Who said NQC wasn’t an eight day sing?  Not the one who packed up on Saturday morning to be in Murfreesboro, TN that evening for a Mark Trammell Quartet concert!  Those of you who live far enough away from NQC that driving in requires more than one day, you know what I’m talking about!  First…

Hogs Like Southern Gospel Too!

The second night at Beacon Park was one that will be remembered in the books for years to come.  Yes, that has something to do with the title of this review, just hang in there and you’ll have a good laugh.  I promise!  This concert was on a Friday night and we made it there…

Where Is The Bus?

“Is the whole bus here?” asked little Andy.  It was late June and the Garren’s last bus trip came home on  Sunday, but from the folks gathered under the porch at Beacon Park Thursday evening, one would wonder if a big green Cavallo bus was in the parking lot somewhere.  The evening felt like a…

They Sang It Again

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…

The Stories – New and Old

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…

Gold Sky Over Georgia

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. …

The Prayer Breakfast and The Last Concert

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…