Growing up under the generous wings of my grandmother’s fierce and protective love is one of my childhood treasures. Here on the island she taught me so many things, like how to catch a bus, 'sweep' the yard, and wash clothes on the scrub board. She also taught me how to call on the name of the Lord, and I mean that literally. She was especially prone to cry out the words of hymns. When the urge to strike one of us unruly grandkids was just too great, she’d exclaim, “Jesus k

I didn’t have an appointment, but asked to see her anyway. I’d arrived early, before the bank opened, hoping to be the first person she met with. Less than an hour later, we sat across from each other, strangers. She was just a contact name on my monthly banking statement, someone I had never met, but there we were, face-to-face. I needed help, and all I was equipped with was the Word in my heart. This was perhaps one of the hardest financial seasons that my family had ever f