There’s something incredibly special about spending your entire life in one place. I’m 65 years old, and I spent the first 18 of them on Johnson Road in Wallburg, North Carolina. It’s a quiet, meandering road dotted with ranch homes, farmland, and good people. I was blessed with an idyllic childhood there. My father must have known that my siblings and I wouldn’t want to stray far from the nest, because he wisely purchased land just two miles away for us to build on. As soon as I got married, I knew exactly where I would settle down. Over the years, I’ve… Read More
Loving Your Neighbor
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As a kid who lived on the streets of Uganda for almost five years, I know what it feels like to grow up in a world where love, caring, and kindness are nowhere to be found. But I was helped by the kindness of a stranger who brought me to the Lord. And wanting to change life’s path for kids that have been neglected, I have now fostered 47 children and adopted 6 kids, all as a single dad. I had a very abusive father; so abusive that I thought he would eventually kill me. This led me to run away… Read More
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My experience with Lifecare Hospice began in 2006 when my dear friend Ronda and I decided to train as volunteers. We were assigned to hospice patients in various nursing facilities in our county where we played our guitars and sang duets for each client, making every effort to find music to which each individual would joyfully respond. Ironically, our very first assignment was a former neighbor of mine. It was such a pleasure and blessing to be able to minister to my dear friend in her final days; and it was a definite confirmation to me that this was indeed something… Read More
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Though most people can sympathize with those in prison, I also have empathy. When I was much younger, I got into racketeering and bank fraud. Being incarcerated for five and a half years in federal prison was rough, but it could have been much worse. I was lucky enough to get into a drug and alcohol program and got out early for good behavior. I did not like being in jail, but it did help to change my whole thought process. Before I went to jail, I was a lukewarm Christian, but when you get knocked down and have your roughest… Read More
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It’s been a long road for me to get to this place. In 2008, I was kidnapped and held hostage for five months. I was pregnant and scared. From the beginning, my ex had an ulterior motive to have a child with me. He took advantage of me, and the family said to marry him so as not to embarrass them. When I tried to leave, he stabbed me in the abdomen. I managed to escape when my daughter was three months old, but he followed us and nearly beat me to death. Because he was well-known in the community, there were… Read More
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My desire to help people began a couple years ago with writing five heartfelt letters of encouragement to soldiers, inmates, and others who needed hope in their lives. But the number of letters I've written has now grown to over four thousand. It reminds me of when Jesus took two loaves of bread and five little fish, and ended up feeding five thousand people. By sharing God’s love with others in these letters, I want them to see that God is good. Sharing God’s Word is food for the soul. During the Covid pandemic, the world was in such a dark place.… Read More






