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  • Seeing You Later

    This last week my family (my Holyfield family, and my Daivs family) has had to say goodbye to people that we love. In truth, we are saying we will see you again in heaven as both of these ladies (my… Continue reading

  • When What If becomes What Is

    … and what if it doesn’t. As my friend and Pastor once told me, grief and sorrow are like the waves on a beach. There are times when the water is gentle. You can walk alongside the water and not… Continue reading

  • The Things We Carry

    For most of my life I never felt like I had great testimony. If you aren’t familiar with the lingo, it’s your personal “come to Jesus” moment. I grew up in church. I didn’t have a “I was going down… Continue reading

  • Call me Loquacious

    We were in Texas with my Uncle Robert, my mom’s eldest brother. His voice, warm and gravely, a voice I always equated to being home. A Dr. Pepper and coffee drinker. His dining room contained multiple televisions, turned on to… Continue reading

  • The Treasure

    Many years ago, 14 to be exact, I experienced a heartbreak. My world shifted and what I thought was to be, wasn’t. Now I can look back and be grateful for the change in direction, but at the time I… Continue reading

  • The Message in the Mess

    I cannot be credited with this phrase. Quite frankly, it came from a baking show. But, when I heard it, it immediately reminded me of my current week. I have not been feeling my best and everything feels like a… Continue reading

  • I Hear Voices

    Baseball season has arrived. Breezy, beautiful nights. Hot dogs. The sound of a bat hitting a baseball. Kids on the field playing in dirt… (We’re still in that stage.) I watched my boys walk to the home plate, bat in… Continue reading

  • The Breaking or Breaking Through

    Honey for many years was a bus driver, in addition to pastoring. 2023 we had snow early on. While in Indiana, it would take a significant amount to make a difference, only a few inches in Arkansas can cause the… Continue reading

  • The Silence

    March 3rd, two weeks ago today, is what I call my (8th) “Holyfield” anniversary. Honey asked me that morning if I was okay. And he’s asked me days since. I answered, “yes,” because, yes, I was okay. And, yes, I… Continue reading

  • The Bag Lady

    I love accessories. Specifically, I love bags. Bags, purses, backpacks. Never can have enough. Okay, over the years, I have pared down on my bag buying and bag hoarding. But still, I love a walk through that department at the… Continue reading