by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 23, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“Come break bread with us. We have been trying to feed everyone. None of us in our neighborhood knew each other and we were on our own. Now we are helping each other. It has been amazing to see God’s presence in this trailer park the last four days compared to...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 22, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“A hurricane sounds like a lot of locomotives. You can write that down and put it in the Bible. FEMA is coming tomorrow. I hope they give me a place to stay and help rebuild my house. Do you want to buy this? I will sell it to you cheap. I grew up in this house...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 21, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I grew up on eggshells my whole life. I never felt safe in my own home from the time I could barely walk until I divorced by my first husband. The fear and started with my father. When I was 18, the guy I loved with all of my heart was killed in Vietnam and my...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 20, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I am searching for clarity. My mom kicked me out on my 18th birthday over her husband. My stepsiblings were envious of me because I had a job and was going to school and started doing things to make me look like I was the bad person. I lived with a stranger but...
by Lynn Oldshue | Oct 19, 2018 | A Southern Soul
“I am a pastry chef. I started working in restaurants and loved it. When someone says, ‘Oh my God, that was so good. I never had something like that before,’ it makes me want to keep pushing. A lady walked in angry and hungry and left doing a happy...
