By Jessica Connor. On page 9 of this month’s edition, I draw your attention to guest columns written by two Salkehatchie alumni – one a teenager, one an adult. What touches me especially about these columns is the do-gooder Christ-inspired sincerity these volunteers have about the annual summer service project. It’s a spirit I’ve heard echoed by a host of people since I started as Advocate editor in June.
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The Robinson family—Stephanie, her husband, William, and their older daughter, Lakelyn—has spent the last several months purchasing all the items needed to supply the pediatric intensive care unit at The Medical University of South Carolina Charleston with a butterfly cart of its own.
Saylor Strong: Family carries on toddler’s memory through butterfly carts for other grieving parents
By Jessica Brodie. When Stephanie Robinson lost her young daughter, Saylor, this summer, she received an unexpected gift in the form of a “butterfly cart”—something she never could have imagined, but something that made her child’s passing a bit more bearable. Now, inspired both by a desire to help other grieving parents, and by a way to honor the beautiful impact of Saylor’s short life, the Robinson family has spent the last several months purchasing all the items needed to supply the pediatric intensive care unit at The Medical University of South Carolina Charleston with a butterfly cart of its own.
Dry bones come to life
We’ve heard the stories time and again: once-thriving country churches whose numbers dwindled as their communities folded, until eventually the churches themselves closed their doors. I picture these country churches as they likely were long ago, bustling with activity and chatter, their doors spilling open after worship with people who’d picnic on church grounds or under a nearby shade tree. But once in a while, I hear stories of the reverse: a small church suddenly flourishing again with new life, filled with people and ministry doing all they can the name of the Lord. A commentary Jessica Brodie.
