I’m sitting here at Malloy Hyndai getting our car fixed and I’m struck by how much blue there is in this room. Blue vases, blue plates, and blue decor lining the sun drenched windows. Blue walls. Blue sky outside. My phone beeps and there is a text from my Dad. Grandma was taken by ambulence to the hospital this morning and is now in the ER. After running some tests, it becomes clear that she has congestive heart failure. An elderly woman walks by where I’m sitting, straining to see out Read More
Book Trailer
Hi guys, feel free to share this book trailer with those in your life who need reminders of God's love. And please pray for God to use this small book to accomplish His mysterious work! Read More
What Does it EVEN MEAN That God Protects Us?
This morning my eight year old and I found a quiet moment to read a devotional together. "The Lord is our Shepherd," the page read, "Always watching over us and protecting us." I began to read the line and then purposefully skipped over the words "and protecting us." I wasn't exactly sure why I skipped it, and if I had two bodies, ONE of me would have put her hands on her hips and turned her head to look at the other me in confusion. I kissed Darcy on her forehead and she ran out the door to Read More
Moving Walkway
Bad news. That's been the theme of the past couple months. Family members who are sick, friends who have died, church members who are dealing with both sickness and death. Our neighbor rings the doorbell right as we are tucking in both our children and the long day. I can hear him talking through a tight throat as I say a goodnight prayer in the other room. Cancer. His father. Kidney and pancreas. It won't be long. The phone rings the other day but I don't answer it. It's someone who Read More
A Girl Named Noel Devin
Today there is a funeral in Texas. I'm sure there are many other funerals happening around the world today, but this one is for my friend, Noel. I've never met Noel, so it may appear strange that I wrote something to be read at her funeral. But, actually the opposite is true. I wish I could have flown to Texas today to read this in front of everyone, but I couldn't. But the following is what I would have said: ** My name is Annie Garman and I have never met any of you. But our lives Read More
The Story of My Miscarriage (Proceed with Caution)
My friend asked me to write about my miscarriage for an e-book she's writing. After a few hours writing/crying/reliving this experience, I thought to myself: Why would anyone want to read this? This question prevents me from sharing a lot of what I write. However, today I'm deciding to post this in hopes that it will 1) help someone not feel so alone in the wake of their miscarriage 2) encourage someone by telling them how I got through it. If you don't like miscarriage stories, you Read More
Plucking Chin Hairs
When I was in college, I spent the majority of my Friday nights in a nursing home. There was a group of us who used this first night of the weekend to get off our Christian campus, out of the Christian bubble, and spread some love to those in the community. Some went downtown, some went to the hospital, but I usually chose to go to the nursing home. Some of the elderly we visited greeted us with huge toothless smiles, while some didn't even look up from their folded over slumber. We would Read More
Laundry, Dishes, and Everything Else We’ll Do in Heaven
Last night I was carrying a laundry basket weighing approximately twenty-one pounds up the stairs, dramatically heaving it onto each step ahead of me. I said it to myself, but loud enough that my husband could hear: "I can not WAIT until I don't have to do this anymore." Colby, who was following behind me carrying his kindle, looked up and responded, "Do what?" (He had just gone grocery shopping, so let's not be too hard on him for the obvious here). "You know...laundry, Read More
Earthquakes and House-Fires and Bees….Oh MY!
It all started when I read my six year old's writing assignment for Thanksgiving: Tell me something that you're thankful for: A-Z. Most kids would happily write of apples, balloons, cats, and ducks. Not my Haley Jane. Listen to letter A: I am thankful that Aligatrs are not in are howse. Letter B: I am thankful that nuthing Bit me. Fast forward to Letter X: I am thankful I nevr so a fox. Haley is acutely aware of all the traumatic things that could possibly occur in this world, and this Read More
Do you ever…
Do you ever lay on the ground and look up at the pale, white moon in the afternoon sky and think about how you are sitting on a speck of cosmic dust suspended in space at the mercy of its Creator? Just wondering... Do you ever sit on the driveway with your four-year old after breakfast and talk about the miracle of skin cell reproduction? Do you ever hide your to-do list for a day so you can spend more time looking at your husband in the eyes and being there to listen when he decides to Read More