Stop Complaining Tammy A. Phillips My early days as a full-time missionary did not fill me with joy. Mosquitoes had left bruises, bumps, scars and the remnants of all three on my limbs, feet, neck and face. The Internet was as reliable as a Jamaican snowman. Transportation, food and electricity were shamefully expensive. Most people… Continue reading Tam’s Tidbits
Dependable Daddy By: Tammy Phillips Late on summer days, after jumping rope and playing jacks, my sisters and I would wait for my dad to come home from work. At some point, we would look up and see a figure making its way down the street. When we realized who it was, we would run… Continue reading Tam’s Tidbits
by Chris Allen It always brings tears to my eyes when I watch awards shows. Seeing the nominee who has no idea or thinks that he/she will hear their named called. Then it happens. They hear their name, there’s the sheer look of amazement, the shock on their face, their hands covering their mouth as… Continue reading Who Me?