| I have had a lot of people ask me why our son's middle name is Risher.
It's an odd name, I admit it.
It was my great-grandmother's maiden name. She died when I was just 3, so I never formally
met her, but I feel the affects of her legacy everyday. I grew up with stories about her
and her love of Jesus. People would tell me she prayed and prayed for her family and the
generations to come.
I had known for years I wanted to honor her somehow, but wasn't sure how.
When we found out we were having a boy, I thought her maiden name would be great for his middle name.
Then, my mom posted this new article from our home newspaper and it sealed the deal.
I don't expect you to be able to see the writing, but I typed it out.
June 16, 1966
"The church and the children are my life," says our subject for this week who was particurally chosen
in view of the special service last Sunday when the membership at First Assembly of God were
celebrating with thanksgiving and dedication a newly decorated sanctuary.
Julia Kirksey had her seventy-eighth birthday last January 17th. She was born and reared in Mississippi
and has witnessed in her lifetime some wonderful time and some hard times. In 1938 she came with her
husband and eight children from Crowville, LA to the Elmwood Community where Mr. Kirksey died, ere
the three youngest children were grown.
"Mother Kirksey"to everyone at the First Assembly of God church, where she served as the first pianist, our
personality has seen 12 charter members grow to present membership of 125.
The humble, Christian attributes of Mrs. Kirksey bespeak a close, daily walk with the Master. The Risher girl
who aspired to be a missionary has not yet put a foot on foreign soil, but her influence has reached out to claim
her family, her friends and perhaps many yet unknown for the Lord. She has two preacher sons and two preacher
grandsons. Her bible is her treasured guideline...
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| Just in case you were wondering...IT'S A BOY!
I am beyond shocked! I really really thought it was girl.
Here is little Noah Risher!
 
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| A conversation between a pregnant woman and her husband...
Steve: How much bigger is your stomach going to get?
Me: A lot more.
Steve: Are you serious?
Me: (blank look)
Steve: I mean, that's good cause it's not getting very big right now.
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| We got our crib!
We love love love it!
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