We moved to High Point in 1973. But after my father died unexpectedly in September 1977, we started feeling the Lord was calling us back to Buffalo, to be closer to my mom and Lamon’s parents. In 1978, we moved back to Ashe County with our five-year-old son, unsure what we were going to do. We started building a home and both had jobs, but I was not happy. I missed my friends and church in High Point.
Then one day, I was driving down Buffalo Road. As we were passing Buffalo Baptist Church, Kelly Joe looked over at me and said, “Mommy, we don’t have to go to church anymore, do we?”
God just hit me hard. It took the words of a five-year-old to make me see I’d been running from everything that was important — the most important thing, God. Kelly Joe had been in church since he was born, and now when he really needed the understanding of God and church, I was throwing it away. I was throwing Hope out the window.
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