About the Author

Robin is the author of For All Who Wander, her relatable memoir about wrestling with doubt that reads much like a conversation with a friend. She's as Southern as sugar-shocked tea, married to her college sweetheart, and has three children. An empty nester with a full life, she's determined to...

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  1. I hope it doesnt come across that Im minimizing Christ (not that you implied that at all 🙂 ); the concept of a surcie is rooted in so much more than a simple gift, but its meaning is significant.

  2. Excellent!
    How often a little voice in my head says, “Oh, don’t give her that, it’s dumb.” Need to fight off that little voice. It really IS the small, unexpected, spontaneous gift that says a lot.
    Your roommate’s gift of tissues showed she was paying attention. Often that’s what we need to know, that someone else hears our need, that we are not invisible.

  3. Thank you for putting into words the feelings in my heart! And even better, putting a little name to the gifts, surcie. I love it!

  4. I don’t believe I’ve heard the term “surcie” before, but I love it. My hubby brought me a surcie last night, a couple of pieces of my favortie candy, slipped from his pocket into my hand while the kids weren’t looking. I love the meaning, “a tangible expression of ‘I know you’, ‘I love you’, ‘I care about you’.” How you died that all in with Christ was great, though anything but “inexpensive” was His Gift!

  5. My grandparents taught me the word “surcie”. Usually the surcies they gave came in the form of a twenty-dollar bill…just because, to buy myself a “surcie” with. Loved this post!

  6. Robin, I love you 🙂 God’s blessed my socks off just from the little bit we’ve gotten to know each other. I need to be better about paying attention to the little things I could do or give others. When your life is sucked into the online world, it’s hard to pull yourself back out. I’m pulling offline for the next few weeks to spend time with my family and see if I can’t work on some IRL (in real life) friendships.
    I wish I had a bright idea of a surcie I could send you for Christmas, but all I have is my love and prayers for you girl! I so wish we lived right next door to each other 🙂 Merry Christmas!

  7. My family calls them “surcies,” too, although we spell it “searcies.” My mom learned the word from HER college roommate and I taught it to mine. Isn’t that funny?

  8. Love this story, Robin. And you’ve inspired me to add “giving surcies” to my list of things I’d like to do in 2010. I’m a terrible, unimaginative gift-giver. I rely on family members’ lists. But for little, no-pressure things like this…I’m inspired!
    Thanks–and happy 2010!