Two Lesbians and a Cow

I was raised by a grandmother who was a Pentecostal Evangelist in the 1970's.  Now mind you, a woman evangelist in the 70's was a rarity.  She was a pioneer in her time and could bring the rafters down with her fiery fire and brimstone sermons.  Her voice was a gift of God and there's no one to this day who can come close to her rendition of "I Want to Stroll Over Heaven with You."  I stayed with her just about every day while my mom was working.  She adored me and I her.  To this day, there is  no one who can compare to her in my eyes. Grandma Betty spent her mornings in her room crying out to God to save her family and to protect her precious son Stephen who was taken away from her in a tragic car accident at the age of 16.  Her Bible sat right beside her on her end table at the edge of her recliner.  It was worn and covered in red, blue, and black ink marks on her favorite passages. In the back she had handwritten a letter to God beggi...

For years, since I sort of became an adult, I have heard people say that our country is going to hell because the “kids these days” are never gonna live up to their ancestors' dreams.  As I’ve watched my kids grow up into the wonderful young men they’ve become and listened to their hopes and dreams, I knew that for me, I was in good hands with kids these days. And, this past week, that further got reaffirmed when I went to the Women’s College World Series here in Oklahoma City.   For those of you who have never attended a Women’s World Series, you might not understand the significance of what I experienced this year.  You wouldn’t know that hundreds of young women and men attend this event from all over the country. You wouldn’t know that sometimes you are fortunate enough to sit next to and interact with these kids and that for the last week of May and beginning of June, these kiddos and their parents can become your softball family when you are fortunate enou...