Loving. Serving. Helping. Giving
in our Relationships.
Loving. Serving. Helping. Giving
in our Relationships.

The Ministries
The Ministries
Inspiration for My Heavenly Father's Eyes came from my mother's comments about my children's eyes. She often says "your children have eyes just like Donald" (their father). While my children do have various traits of mine, it amazes me how they all have their father's eyes. As I pondered on this comment early one Thursday morning, this natural reality became a spiritual truth. I thought about the importance of having your father's eyes---your Heavenly Father's Eyes. It's a matter of seeing people the way God sees them; not with our natural eyes, but with our hearts; hearts filled with God's love.
Writing this book was a long journey. I would write for awhile and then I would stop. My sister often told me "don't let God give that message to someone else."
When I finally got serious and focused, God began to show me how important relationships are. It seemed as if every message that I heard had a relationship undertone; even when that wasn't the primary intent of the message.
Even after I reached the end of writing, I still struggled. I could not get it completely finished. I ran into roadblock after roadblock. Then once again, I wanted to give up. My children were getting older and situations that I had written about were changing.
One day I prayed with my head in my hands "God help me." The Holy Spirit spoke to me clearly, "you believe what you're writing, but you're not living what you're writing." So I had to pray the prayer I'm asking every reader of my book to pray, "God help me to see people through your eyes."
This simple prayer changed my life and I know it will change yours as well!
I published My Heavenly Father's Eyes in 2010
Mothers with Sons started on May 12, 2020.
My prayer partners and I pray often for our sons. We have been praying together for more than ten years. Our desire is that they be men of God; walking in righteousness; good husbands, fathers and outstanding citizens.
One day it seemed overwhelming that the more we prayed, the more struggles our sons faced. At the time a few of my friends were going through storm after storm with their sons. It was legal trouble, mental illness, relationship issues and on and on.
Starting with my four prayer partners I said to them, "let's just pray on Tuesday at 9:00 pm for our sons." Before the end of that night, I had also asked the ladies that I pray with on Saturdays to join us; then some family members; then a few more ladies from Church were asked. Friends and more friends were called. Before I realized it, I had contacted about 80 mothers and these ladies contacted their friends.
God is amazing because I would never have in a million years organized this Community on my own. I would have stayed in my comfort zone and just stuck with just my four friends!
It's almost as if I was moving and organizing in a dream. God was in control. A comment made by one of my friends has been so encouraging. She said "you have been talking about this for years! You finally did it." I didn't realize that this type Community had been on my heart for so long, but God did! God has been orchestrating this all the time. I'm honored to be used.
We have had some very encouraging presenters. They have so graciously allowed God to use them to encourage these mothers with sons!
TAWCH started in 2016. There was a period in that year when there seemed to be quite a few deaths of our young people. There was also such a wide range of causes of deaths. They were from children being bullied, to car accidents, shootings, to a kid collapsing on the football field.
I didn't have any children in school, but I wanted to say "speak up when you don't feel well or if you're being bullied, or if you are scared about something. Think about what can happen if you don't speak up!
As a result of me wanting to do something, TAWCH was developed. I have an entire Program that can be used as a school activity and I am confident it will change the lives of our young people.
My desire is to have tawch a household word! Not an acronym... a word!