Dancing with Joy by Pam Durso

I grew up as a Texas Baptist—in the days when dancing was a sin, and since I was a good Christian girl, I never learned to dance and certainly didn’t attend school dances! Given my lack of early opportunities and a complete lack of natural rhythm, I still don’t know...

Words for Warren by Pam Durso

I recently attended the Baptist Women in Ministry of Georgia fall gathering—and had a wonderful opportunity to meet new friends and to visit with some folks I seldom get to see. I had fun sharing about my work and the exciting days ahead. But the highlight for me was...

A Trip to the Doctor by Pam Durso

I have been sick now for an entire week. I thought it was a cold or maybe a reaction to the high ragweed count. My throat has been so sore. I cough and cough–and am now addicted to cough drops. My voice has been raspy and hoarse, and a few times I have had no...