Entries by Renee

When the Ride Is Slow

As a celebration to the end of a great school year and the kick off to summer, we bought a groupon for an electric boat rental.  The morning was gray and misty with a slight chill in the air, very uncommon for that time of year.  The weather didn’t dampen our spirits though. We piled […]

Orphan Hosting

  In 2012 we hosted a little boy from Eastern Europe through New Horizons for Children.  This experience and program opened our eyes to orphan care.  Orphans are no longer a number. I have a name and a face that I see each time I hear a number. This summer we will host for the […]

When Life Is Too Noisy

We sat together on the screen porch.  Just the two of us.  The breeze kissed our cheeks as it greeted the wind chimes.  His feet rested on the rung of the rocking chair as he moved back and forth.  I watched the lemonade as drops of moisture slid down the glass like tears. Birds made […]

Please Don’t Preach To Me

As our car inched its way to the Charlotte Motor Speedway, I felt like we were in a scene from the movie Argo.  Except there were no guns.  Or no real threat of danger for that matter.  Four of us rode in the shelter of our car through what felt like mobs and mobs of […]

Mission Mondays: A Summer Tradition

  Summer is in full swing and so begins one of my favorite summer traditions.  Mission Mondays.  Summer is for memory-making.  We have so many opportunities to create meaningful memories.  While we are creating memories, we can do something for others in need while sewing seeds of compassion into our children’s hearts. 2 years ago we […]

The Fear You Thought You Conquered

  We stood in line to ride the one ride I said I never wanted to ride.  I don’t like fear to stand in my way, so last year I swallowed my fear and rode the ride.  The same one that rose 300 feet into the air before breaking down.  The same one that stranded […]

When you feel like a kid going to camp

I stood in the registration line surrounded by people who all seemed to know someone. The chatter was a constant reminder that I knew no one yet.  My clammy hands continued to readjust my bags and check my schedule printout.  A few deep breaths would have helped, but I kept forgetting.  The line opened up […]