Retiring from a long commute has made room for one of life’s greatest gifts—more time with our grandchildren and their parents, our favorite people on the planet.
We’ve shared meals, played countless games of checkers, wandered through the Croc store, and made plenty of trips to Tropical Smoothie—or as our youngest grand lovingly calls it, “Tropical Smoovie.” I hope he never outgrows that.
If I’m being truthful, the adjustment has been just that—an adjustment.
For the first time in decades, I haven’t had a color-coded calendar telling me where to be every hour of every day through the next calendar year. As someone who loves planning and scheduling, that has made my eye twitch a little! I’ve had to give myself permission to sleep until I wake up and even enjoy an afternoon nap. For the first three weeks, I slept ten hours a night with a daily nap. Apparently, I was more tired than I realized.
In The Good and Beautiful God, James Bryan Smith writes, “Sleep is a perfect example of the combination of discipline and grace. Sleep is an act of surrender.” I’m learning that surrender isn’t laziness—it’s trust.
I’ve also wrestled with a little FOMO. I miss the day-to-day rhythm of serving the church families I’ve loved so dearly. I’m thankful for Monday morning phone calls with my prayer partner, daily texts from ministry friends, and seafood dinners shared with our husbands. Those friendships remain precious gifts.
And yet…
The wins have been abundant.
Summer has given us longer days, time to read good books, and lunches of Uncrustables, watermelon, and strawberries by the neighborhood pool.
One of my greatest joys has been sitting beside Mr. Bob in worship every Sunday. Singing together. Praying together. Listening to God’s Word together. Grinning at each other when the sermon hits just a little too close to home. After decades of incredible ministry schedules, worshiping side by side feels like a sweet gift from the Lord.
I’ve also been actively purging my ministry library. Two road trips (so far!) with dear friends to McKay’s Used Bookstore in Chattanooga have transformed eight overflowing laundry baskets of books into a manageable church library collection, a few wonderful new fiction authors, and a home that feels a hundred pounds lighter.
Meanwhile, ministry opportunities continue to unfold.
I sponsored an amazing young lady on her Chrysalis Flight last weekend. Chrysalis is part of the Walk to Emmaus community.
Lingering in daily Bible reading, study, and prayer is a time of His tender presence.
Planning for Lifewise Academy is underway, including a meeting with a local principal this week and an August “Lifewise Academy in the Park” gathering for students and families. Georgia currently has 16 Lifewise schools, and we’re praying for 100 over the next three years as we seek to bring Bible education to students during the school day off school property.
Weekday Preschool district workshops begin next week, and our North and South Georgia Global Methodist Church R3 Gathering is already on the calendar for November 5–6, 2026. It’s exciting to continue investing in churches and leaders in this new season.
I’ve read that retirement comes in three stages: Go-Go, Slow-Go, and No-Go. Mr. Bob and I are definitely in the Go-Go stage. A Planet Fitness membership has helped us stay moving, especially through the sweltering “Hot-lanta” summer.
This season looks different than any before it. The Lord is simply giving us new places to serve, new people to love, and new rhythms in which to walk with Him.
So today, I tip my glass of lemonade to friends and colleagues near and far. Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s time to pick tomatoes from the back porch for dinner.
“Follow God’s example, therefore, as dearly loved children and walk in the way of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God.” Ephesians 5:1-2











































