By Kay Etheredge Everyone experiences white-knuckle fear at some time in our lives.  When I was young, I was accidentally left at a ballpark where my brother played park football and I was a cheerleader.  […]

By Kay Etheredge It is easy to be a Christian and still be drowning. The waters of hurry and busyness come crashing over us and our nostrils burn hot and our lungs grow tight with […]

By Kay Etheredge Our oldest daughter recently convinced me to take an embroidery class with her.  The class was at a trendy coffee shop downtown—only four students and the very patient young teacher.  As we […]

By Kay Etheredge This is not a story about Georgia Tann, although her story affected me as nothing else has in quite a while.  I began writing this last week on my day at Brother […]