"My Shot"---What a beautiful way to spend Memorial Day! Looking at the "Crosses and Switchblades" that Preceded us!

I spent the morning cleaning and listening to "Hamilton" by Lin-Manuel Miranda. I am in awe!

I am empowered and refreshed by the youthful expression of history. It was painfully pungent. It was a strong mirror to my pride and my American Spirit. How much we all have to learn from these young people's depiction of the construction of our American Union? The power of the empathy and raw reality they exude. It seemed to me that God allowed rap music to be created, just so that this musical would be expressed. I love history and I am not a fan of rap music as a genre, but I could never imagine a better expressive venue for this story.

That young man is a master of language and a master of history, but best of all; he sewed up my soul and let me go on, after having laid it bare all over the floor in grief. I am undone!

Don't listen to the whole thing in one sitting. It is too deep. Save a piece for your proudest moments each month. Listen a little at a time and pray for the healing and growth of our nation as you do so. This will be an exercise in "beating our swords into plowshears". If you would pray through it.

With love, "Your Obedient Servant"

Jayne Walker

Are We Still going up: in America?

To my budding African American children and grown people!

Ethan's Spring Concert! Great Job Maestro!

Introducing the Associate in Arts--Enoch Walker!

Are you graduating today, Enoch? Yes Mom, I am. Okay, lets go then.
He is so unassuming that we almost missed it. Not this time, we didn't! It was the day after a torrential downpour, which is kind of rare these days. We were spared the April showers that we were due and all of it seemed to come in one day. Two hours of buckets of water celebrated that my son was graduating with his associates in Arts an impossibility in our financial condition. He did it and didn't take out any loans. We celebrated with fire works and pizza in the backyard! Halleluia, what a Savior! Thank you Jesus!

Mother's Day

My gifts! It is a quiet and solemn Mother's Day. I had a cough that crept up on me suddenly, so I decided to stay home and nurse it on this beautiful Sunday.

How can I nurse my cough with dishes in the sink and my floor unmopped and my carpets as they are? I found a way to rest and wash only what was necessary, today. It is Mother's Day. I couldn't help putting the potatoes in the oven or blogging to my babies on such a day. I sent my mother her gift, at the last minute, I think.

God is good and I am very grateful for the 9 pregnancies the loss and the gain of motherhood that has garnered me 6 wonderful live children and three in heaven to see, when I get there. I am grateful for the 6 delightful toddlers that fill my days with Mother Goose and craziness that dig up from me every bit of energy that is left to give. They have a way of pulling it out of you, even when you think you haven't another drop of mental, emotional or physical energy.

Motherhood has been very, very good to me, to quote a humorous anecdote of an earlier generation. I am grateful for its' fond memories and its' promise of continued blessing, in the grace of God.

Happy, Happy Mothers' Day to all mothers. I hope that you are blessed in the celebrating of it.