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***This is a long post, so I want to apologize now, but I really need to share, and over the next few days, there may be other long posts. Please feel free to just skip over this and move on if you like, but it is so therapeutic for me to work through. Thank you for understanding.***

When we left our family yesterday, after the funeral, we wanted to look around Eunice, and locate some important landmarks, and maybe snap some pictures. Well, we found every single one of them…and then, we, or I really should say, I, saw it first…Faith Baptist Church. It USED to be Faith Baptist Church…a small Mission Church in Eunice… started in August 1972. I wasn’t prepared for my reaction…
My eyes welled up with tears, AND THEN…I saw *the front porch… *a story I will save for another post), and the flood gates started and continued for quite some time.

*Long story short…My dad was “called into the ministry” in his 20’s, but said that he ignored it, and went on entering the Navy, then the Air Force, becoming a Flight Instructor for United Airlines, and he just didn’t feel things were right. After talking it over with my mom and me, he enrolled in Bible College, my mom earned her Nursing Degree, and they felt God calling them to Mexico, to a specific people group.

Because my dad was retired from the Air Force and United Airlines, and had that retirement income, he felt called to smaller works, churches that might be struggling, couldn’t pay their pastor much, etc.

Because of our visas being delayed and not coming through in time to Mexico, we visited my sister and brother-in-law, who had just moved to Lafayette, Louisiana, where my brother-in-law got his first job as a helicopter mechanic, at PHI, Petroleum Helicopters Inc., after graduating from school.

August was coming to a close and school was getting ready to start and still no visas. So Dad began talking to the church that had sent us out and found out that there were a couple of small towns in Louisiana that fit the ministry of what Mom and Dad felt called to do. And, there were a group of people, singles, families, etc., who needed a pastor, and after meeting with them, etc., we moved to Eunice, just in time for my junior year of High School.

The church purchased this “HOUSE” pictured, above, the first light blue house photo – (it was white back then). It was fixed up so nice inside, with a big auditorium, and lots of rooms for classes, etc. I taught toddlers through age 5 in Sunday School, played the piano, sang, visited folks with mom and dad, helped dad in the church office, helped type the bulletin, you name it!!

One Sunday, a man came to church, with some friends who invited him, who, even though I didn’t know it at the time, would change my life forever. That man was Ty Coleman. Long hair, bell bottom blue jeans, red, white and blue shoes. He was very friendly, fun to talk with, sense of humor, and soaked up church like a sponge. Came to everything. Never missed a service or class. Would come over to my Dad’s office (in our home), a lot, with questions and loved to listen to stories in the Bible. I would see him a lot, when I’d come home from school, or he would stop by after work, etc.

He became a Christian after studying, reading God’s Word, asking questions, and after hearing a sermon one Sunday, realized that even though he had been raised “in church”, he really didn’t know Christ, and wanted a personal relationship with Him. He came forward after listening that Sunday, and told Dad what had happened.

We soon became good friends, would eat meals together, watch tv together, sit at our piano and sing together, ride bikes, walk, swim, and before you knew it, we fell in love.

On June 6, 1975, we were married in a beautiful garden (in my sister and brother in law’s backyard – pictured above in several different images.  We also just took these pictures yesterday in Eunice. The yard looked different back in 1975, with more flowering plants and flowers, but it is still very stunning.

And, Ty and Debbie’s adventure began…


Embracing who we are and how God created us…


I have struggled my whole life with wondering if my gift/desire of making things, crafting and creating was…1. A waste of time; 2. A good example for my family or friends to see me doing in my life; 3. Important in the scheme of things; 4. God honoring.

When I was a young girl, I loved to create. A lot of times, the presents I’d ask for would have to do with making something, such as “Creepy Crawlers” where you pour a substance into a hot mold, and create insects, etc., which is funny, because I absolutely hate bugs, but the creating outranked that fear!

I begged my mom to let me make the Greek Parthenon out of toothpicks – yes, toothpicks for a school project. She really looked at me like I was crazy, and to be fair, she knew she would be helping me. And, we did it, and it absolutely excited me the whole time.

In High School, I taught Sunday School at our church, and would make handcrafts every week for the kiddos. I loved it so much.

Then there was the time as a young woman, wife, mom of two under 2 years old. I felt like I should make every woman in our church a decorative small rocking chair out of clothespins. You could put a votive candle in it, or plant, etc. And, I really had to think about it, because it would be a HUGE undertaking. Well, I did it. It took me about a year, and Ty really wondered what I had gotten myself into during that time, but it was something deep inside of me that I just HAD to do.

And, that is part of it – when I create, a lot of times, it is for someone, or with someone in mind.

When I worked in an office of nurses, I would create posters (using cut out nurses from catalogs that I had saved all year) for Nurses Week. We’d hang them all over the office every year!

Then, there was the time, I took off the whole week of Spring Break, so my daughter and I could make candles. It was so much fun spending extra time with her, and creating something useful. We both used them for gifts throughout the year for others. I remember Ty said when he would come home that week, he would be scared, because we used every container in sight to fill our candle wax with, and he was worried we wouldn’t have anything left! ha!

As a secretary at Ovilla Road Baptist Church, I LOVED making things, creating things, tossing ideas around with the worship leader, Jeff Todd, decorating the two huge bulletin boards in the hall, with different and unique items.

As an Avon District Sales Manager, I absolutely loved making things for the representatives that went along with a certain theme or goal we were working on at the time. It was like fuel to keep me going and excited!

Now, since my car accident, and life taking a big change, I have more time for creating, and I’ve put it into more of a business venture, but I realize that this is a gift from God, that He put in my heart, and created me to do.

But, I always wondered if this was “important enough” for a child of God to be doing. After all, my husband, daughter and son put reading a book way up on their lists, and I really didn’t care that much about that (unless it was about making something, instructions, etc.) I look up to so many people who are constantly reading.

I just went to a bookstore with a friend (Benna Resnick), and she was actually looking at books to read (ha!), and I went back to the clearance section (always do), and found a wonderful book about designing jewelry. There was a slight tinge of almost guilt on my part that maybe my book wasn’t really important.

I have prayed about this so much, talked with Ty about it, and listened to his advice, talked with friends, who know me, and that has really helped.

Reading scripture about being thankful for how He has made us has also helped.
In Psalm 100, It is He who has made us and not we ourselves…
There is NOTHING we can do to make ourselves be other than who He has created us to be.

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change.
James 1:17

I thought I’d write this out, to help others who might be struggling with something that you think isn’t important, or comparing yourself to others, which I have also had problems with in my life.

Here is a wonderful verse to start with:
I praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. Psalm 139:14

I have had time over the past two years to think, pray, read scripture, ask for advice, and soul search, and you know what? I’m thankful for the way God created me. Do I need help every day to keep myself in check? Absolutely! But, no more guilt or comparing or wishing I was someone else or different than JUST how He (the creator of the universe) made me.

Maybe something I’ve shared will help someone else come to this reality MUCH EARLIER than I have. I pray that it will.

40 Years of Reflection!

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As Ty and I are in our 40 Years of Marriage Celebration time, (June 6, but hey, we are dragging it out), I have been doing some reflecting, and thought, I’d share. **For the very few who will actually read this all the way through, just know that my heart is heavy, and I really feel led to pour out my “self”, and for once, actually have the time to sit down and do it. I have a lot of friends and family who are going through changes, and struggles, and hardships, and thought this just might help someone.

I’m going to be real, because I want to help anyone reading this, who is going through changes, complete changes, different seasons, moving somewhere totally different, and if nothing else, you’ll know that I do understand. Life is NOT just a bowl of cherries, which sometimes is portrayed on Social Media, etc.

When I met Ty, I was a junior in High School. He was already out of High School and had served in the Marines, and had been in and out of trouble with drug use. He is right at 6 years older than me. He came with friends to our Mission Church, where my dad was the minister. He made a decision to follow Christ, and changed his life around. And…here we are…some 43 or so years later…

I married a man called into the ministry when I was 18 years old. We spent 12 1/2 years of our lives either preparing in Bible College, or in actual church ministry, in two churches, in Wichita Falls, TX and Pueblo, CO, with Ty as pastor. Then, our lives took a HUGE turn. Ty and I had prayed for about a year, and he felt that he could minister outside of his specific calling, and felt led to move on to another career choice. We moved back to Texas (from Colorado, where we were at that time), and Ty worked for a vending company owned by friends from church, and relatives of friends Ty had worked for during college – Harry Seif, (Regal Vending, with Rex, Liz, Mike and Darla Darla Trull at the helm, for many years (11 at least). They were amazing to work for, and he felt blessed. During that time, he worked all over Dallas/Ft. Worth, and ministered to so many people. I worked for Baylor Homecare as an Office Manager, with Kari Hickman at the helm, who I loved dearly, and still do, and is amazing at everything she does.

Ty had always felt that he would love to travel, and loved driving, and considered over the road truck driving. We went to a few meetings, and with both children graduated from high school and in college, he went to Truck Driving School. My company, Baylor HomeCare, was closing, due to Medicare guidelines, and so it seemed a perfect time to change directions. Our daughter, Jessica, had told me about a job opening at the university where she was attending.

We moved to Arkadelphia, AR, where Jessica was in college, and while Ty drove over the road, I worked in the Admissions Office at Ouachita Baptist University, where Rebecca Jones and David Goodman were at the helm, and I can’t say enough about how wonderful they were and are. Ty had a real ministry with truck drivers and still does. I loved working with the students, and counselors, and learned so much from them, not to mention being close to our daughter and future son in law.

We loved the Dallas area, and our kids lived there or close by, and Ty realized that he could transfer to a different truck lines, so we moved to the Dallas area, and have been here ever since.

Ty has continued in Trucking, and I worked for over 10 years as an Avon District Sales Manager, and Church Secretary at Ovilla Road Baptist Church for 3 1/2 years. We loved our church, and served there for many years.

I was in a horrible-life changing car accident a little over 2 years ago, and 5 surgeries later, am still healing, and facing more surgeries. My life has drastically changed, from being very, very busy, to actually being able to stop and smell the roses once in a while!

We have lived in Waxahachie for a long time, and love our home, new church, and our wonderful family and friends. Ty is a local truck driver now for Timco, here in Waxahachie.

There have been times in these 40 years that we have wanted to strangle each other, leave each other,  cried with each other, been furious with each other, had our hearts broken, been blessed beyond measure, sought comfort with each other, ran into each other’s arms, and prayed together.

We have ten grandchildren (notice I started with them- ha!), two children, who we can’t talk about enough, and love so much, Jessica and Aaron, and two amazing, wonderful and awesome children in law, Doug and Jill. Wow! So blessed.

One constant, and one never changing detail of our marriage was and is the Lord. Oh, how He has seen us through, sharpened us, taught us, restored us, used us, disciplined us, molded us, had patience with us, and I could go on and on, and there’s still more to come…

Lamentations 3:22-23

The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; His mercies never come to an end;
they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

Festive Button Tins/Jars/Canisters


These decorative button containers are full of PUNCH! In Aqua, Gold, Red & Silver, they will add sparkle to any Holiday gathering, or make a great gift wrapping container!

There are hearts, snowflakes, spirals, flowers, and more to add pizzazz to your Holiday fun!

Price: $7.25 ea.

*The silver round tin in the front, and the red taller jar next to it are NO LONGER AVAILABLE*



Oh sing to the LORD a new song, for He has done marvelous things! Psalm 98:1

I’ve been married to the most wonderful man in the world for 39 years. I have 2 children, in-law children, 9 grandchildren. We love where we live, the home we have created together, that God has given to us. My husband, Ty, is a local truck driver, and we enjoy spending time together. When I’m surrounded by family, I couldn’t be happier, and my grandchildren have captured my heart.ty and i