
Deserted
I wanted to write this blog while the feeling of desertion is “fresh” anew. You see I am doing the…
I wanted to write this blog while the feeling of desertion is “fresh” anew. You see I am doing the…
Our second book celebration was just as much fun as the first. This one was in Newnan, Georgia, and the…
My life had become unmanageable. I desired to be a good mother, grandmother, wife, Christ-follower, community leader, writer, illustrator, and…
Merry Christmas from Saundria and Kay. We are celebrating the season with this illustration from our latest book, The Jesus…
I wish you could have been here. It was an evening to launch the most exciting project Kay and I…
When I was in my teens a pastor friend sat and patiently talked to me about heaven. I was full…
Recently my husband was showing a former work colleague a picture of our three grandsons who are from China….
Our daughters, Amy and May-Lee, were four and seven when God took us into a new season of life. Camille…
“Oh, good, the box!” exclaimed Anna, Ryan, Carson, and Melanie. This box has become a castle, a fire engine, a…
*The following was written in response to the growing trend of art and music programs being cut from schools as…