Thursday, August 15, 2013


The ride home was hard.
 Songs came on the radio that made us all think of Elijah. 
Ones mind wanders when you sit in a car for long hours. 
I dreaded walking through the door.
 I dreaded the laundry and all that needs to be done.
I dreaded Gary heading to the barn, and not being with me all the time. 
Cedric held my hand as we drove, sensing my pain, mixing with his own grief. 

But God had other plans. 

When we pulled into the driveway my roommate from college was there with her kids. 
And 3 of my girlfriends were there with dinner all made.

Walking into the house, I was greeted with a fresh bouquet of flowers from another friend and a lovely note from her daughters.

These were gifts. 
They were not ones I had asked for.

My roommate has a knack for my needs. 
The last time I saw her was at my moms wake in December.
 Her shining face warmed my heart and soul and gave me strength.  

This time she had cleaned my refrigerator;
greeted me with a hug; helped unpack the car; get dinner on the table; 
and held me as my body wracked with sobs as I showed her pictures and told stories of my boy.
She walked into Elijah's room with me.
I was expecting to do it alone. 
My home was full.
There is always room at the table for more. 

These were gifts. 
They were not ones I had asked for.

Every good and perfect gift is from above, 
coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, 
who does not change like shifting shadows.

Yet God had another gift.

And this time he used his creation to sing out beauty that 
only He alone can create. 

The back light against the dark sky, 
with a double rainbow was so intense. 
Psalm 104:1-3 
Praise the Lord, my soul.
Lord my God, you are very great;
  you are clothed with splendor and majesty.
The LORD wraps himself in light as with a garmet;
  he stretches out the heavens like a tent
and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters.
He makes the clouds his chariot
    and rides on the wings of the wind.

And though things continue to fall around me. 
"And though my heart is torn,
I will praise him in the storm"

Please continue to pray for us. 
Pray for my dad and my brothers and their families. 

Seeking the Gifts today. 


  1. Praying for you all....{{{HUG}}}

  2. We also saw that shining garment.. just kissing the hem of it.. many many prayers to you and your dear ones. Many blessings and gratitude for your powerful Witness... and stark honesty... Ama & Nate

  3. You & your family are a blessing. Through your grieve every day & sharing it with others, it has inspired me to add your blog to my devotions which I read every morning. It helps keep things centered & balanced to have you share your pain & have us help you shoulder it. Prayers are coming from afar. I hope you feel them. With blessings for peace & comfort to the Davis family ... Caryl Munsell, Ipswich, MA

  4. The community, your family ,your friends continue to pray each and every hour of the day for you. You and Gary are very strong individuals. God will carry you.

  5. I ache for your family.

  6. Dear Tammy and all of the Davis family (genetic and extended),

    I have been away for work and not aware of the tremendous loss that you have experienced. Your faith, your beautiful writing and sharing of the impact is such a gift to the world around you all.

    While we don't know each other well and we travel different paths, I have such deep respect for all that you and Gary do. I wish you continued strength and faith.

    Laurel Shelmandine