Making Waves Blog 

My grandfather. James McAfee, was a pilot in World War II and died in the sky over Berlin, Germany in 1945. Although he was survived by two sons who...

New Year's Day found me standing in the garage, looking over a huge mess. It was the remains of a busy holiday season spent building gifts for...

My younger brother, Preston, and I spent our wonder years in Nashville's northern suburbs. Madison was a typical mid-sized, Southern town with a...

Two years have passed since the prayer garden at the Salvation Army in Lewisville was completed. If you don't know the story of its creation, there...

I've been watching a story lately. It is a modern take on an age-old tale. It is about a brother and sister who are young adults born into a special...

During a slow time this past Saturday, Kim and I dropped by the Walmart Superstore. It was my idea. I had shopping to do. First, I rushed to the...

CRASH! The lid to the sugar dish exploded on contact with the floor, scattering shards of glass in every direction. Anger flashed briefly in my eyes...

Although this post deals with a nasty injury, for the sake of squeamish readers, I promise to avoid graphic details. My last post, "The Playful...

After posting a blog entry on January 17 of last year, Making Waves went suddenly and unexpectedly silent. It was a very strange feeling since a...

2021 is already fading into the mist of remembrance, conjuring the same mixed emotions as the years that preceded it. As the highlight reel flickers...