On Wednesday, my family gathered to celebrate the life of my grandmother, Annis Elizabeth Hudson Hatcher. She turned 95 a week before she died; she lived a long and full life. Near the end, she couldn’t walk, could barely hear or see, and was in a lot of pain. Now she is walking with Jesus, she’s seeing and hearing clearly, and there is no more pain. I absolutely miss her, but I rejoice in knowing that she is in heaven today. Continue reading “Nannie’s Hands”
Today was a big day for the Prezalors! We bought a house! We haven’t told many people the news, but that’s because everything has happened quickly. We’re staying in Beaufort, SC, but we are moving out of Charles’s childhood home and into a newer place of our own. Nellah will be moving up to Charleston to be closer to her daughters, and she’ll be selling … Continue reading We Bought a House!!
As you know, I am involved in a ministry called Taiwan Xi En (formerly His Hands Taiwan) that serves women and children in Taiwan. One of the ways I volunteer with this ministry is by writing and/or revising brochures, website content, letters, etc. Recently, I had the privilege of helping to write the story of a dear little child who taught us the hope and love of Christ through her life and death. Several friends contributed to this piece, but I was tasked with weaving together the full story of baby Sunshine. I asked the director of Taiwan Xi En if I could share this story on my blog because I want as many people as possible to hear about Sunshine and about God’s hand at work in Taiwan. You can visit the original Taiwan Xi En post to view more photos of Sunshine’s life.
This is a little aside–no fancy formatting and no special photos. Just a few thoughts from me that I’d rather write on here than in a Facebook status.
If you read this, please pray for me. I’m feeling pressed down on every side, and though I’m trying to cling to the anchors that God has put in my life, I’m floundering.
I miss Charles. A lot. More than I can express. I’m sure some of you have been in similar situations, missing someone like this. It hurts.
I’m grieving. Grieving my impending losses. The loss of my community and town. The loss of singleness. The loss of my sisters and my “Hatchling” identity. The loss of a job I love and students in whom I’ve invested. The loss of familiar things and routines I understand. The loss of friends. I know that grief is healthy, and I need to face it directly. That doesn’t make it any easier though. Continue reading “{Segue} Plans vs. Purpose”
Peace Along the Journey 