Answering the Call

View from our house of the ranch headquarters.

In the days following Taylor’s service I had no idea how to act or what to do with myself. My desire to keep my girls on their routine as best I could would keep me going until their bedtime at 7. After that I would read books on grief or write until I could no longer keep my eyes open. Those first days were so raw and I felt like a zombie going through the motions of our normal schedule even though nothing was normal anymore.

Looking back, I think one of the best decisions I made was to push myself to carry on with our normal routine. Taylor’s service was on a Saturday at our church and at my request our family attended Sunday’s service the following morning. We cried through most of it and I noticed there were some unfamiliar faces in our section that must have had no idea what they were in for when they chose those seats. The following Sunday I sat in church and was so thankful I had “ripped off the band aid” and gotten myself through the sanctuary doors the week before.

There were a lot of places that first week that I made myself go back through the doors of, leaning on precious friends for support. This was an especially important step and probably saved me from life as a hermit considering we were quarantined a little over a month after Taylor’s passing (more on that in another post). I used to be a member of a Wednesday morning women’s bible study in town (CBS), but left in January 2018 when a great job offer came along to go back to teaching art part time. The new job conflicted with the study and was my only con for going back to work. Most of my friends that were home with young kids still participated and I knew it was where I needed to be in my season of loss, immersed in the scriptures with my sisters in Christ.

My friend, Emily, served as the class coordinator and put me in a small group with two of our other friends, Brittany and Jalene. That first day back I brought my sister in law, Kate, with me and we met Brittany and Jalene in the parking lot of the church. We waited in the pickup together with our Starbucks and walked in after the other women would already be settled into their groups-I wanted to avoid the hugs and pity looks.

“Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.”

1 Corinthians 15:58

My favorite thing about studying the bible is that it truly is a living scripture. Often the answers just jump out at you no matter what your are going through in your life. Kate and I jumped in with the group studying 1 Corinthians chapter 15 (the whole study covered 1 and 2 Corinthians). What a perfect time to be reaffirmed with the truth of the resurrection and the salvation of all Christians! What a perfect time be reminded that the victory over death has been won!

Not long into my Corinthians study, I felt as if Paul was speaking directly to me through the Holy Spirit about using my God given gifts. There were over 800 people at Taylor’s service who heard his testimony of faith. What a gift! It became clear to me that I was being called to write about my own faith and continue ministering through Taylor’s life and death. God’s work with Taylor in this life is finished and I am answering His call to continue sharing our faith. I hope you will subscribe and follow along with me.

Love, Molly

Copyright © 2021 M. Marley, LLC



When I lay my head down at night I am often reminded of the saying, “What if you woke up tomorrow with only the things you thanked God for the night before.” This would put me in the mindset to focus on counting my blessings during my prayer time rather than asking God for the things I thought I needed. My family and my husband, Taylor, were always at the top of my list. There was never a day that went by that I took our marriage for granted and it is still a shock that a night came when Taylor was no longer with me to thank God for.

Taylor Always said that if he could ask God one question it would be, Why am I so blessed?” He was a firm believer in approaching life with a positive attitude, often noting that because your attitude is one of the only things you can control you might as well make it a good one. Taylor’s faith and outlook on life has helped me tremendously since his passing. I can’t change what happened, but I can control my attitude toward my new circumstances.

Why am I so Blessed?

  • Because God is good. #WAISB?
  • Because Taylor is enjoying life in heaven in the presence of the Lord. #WAISB?
  • Because I have been saved by grace and will see Taylor again. #WAISB?
  • Because God entrusted me with two beautiful children. #WAISB?

I have learned in the hardest way possible that this life on earth is short and nothing is promised to us except for salvation in heaven through Jesus. When you look at the big picture, our lives here are just a blink of an eye compared to eternity in heaven. When you look at the smaller picture it is important to control your attitude and ask yourself…

Why am I so Blessed?

  • When you get a flat tire…be thankful you have transportation. #WAISB?
  • When you have a trying day at work…be thankful you have a job. #WAISB?
  • When you have to dip into your savings account to replace your roof…be thankful you have a home. #WAISB?
  • When you lose your husband at 32…be thankful for the time you had together and the wisdom he left you with. #WAISB?

In the time since I lost Taylor I have thought of innumerable things I am thankful for and look forward to sharing them with you. It takes a little discipline, but changing your mindset to focus on the good in a bad situation can change your day and your life. I would love to hear from everyone why you are so blessed. #WAISB

Love, Molly

Copyright © 2021 M. Marley, LLC

Taylor Made

I didn’t know quite how to begin introducing a man like my husband who packed so much life into 32 years, so I thought I would start with the words written by our dear friend, Maria Martineau, or as she is affectionately called by our daughters, Auntie M. Maria has been best friends with Taylor’s mother, Kathryn, since they were in high school together and knew Taylor his entire life. She loved my husband as her own son and witnessed him grow into an incredibly kind, loving and hard working man. I would like to share Taylor’s faith with you and the life lessons he left me with, the first being the value of true friendships. Maria is one of those “true blue” friends and I will always be grateful to her for being strong for our family when we lacked our own strength and writing a beautiful tribute to my husband.

Love, Molly

Copyright © 2021 M. Marley, LLC

Taylor King Marley

August 28, 1987 – February 10, 2020

Taylor Marley (32), a proud sixth-generation New Mexican rancher, passed away on February 10, 2020 in Roswell, NM on the ranch he loved so dearly. Throughout his life, Taylor cherished the time he spent building a ranching legacy alongside his parents and grandparents and loved sharing this tradition with his beloved wife and daughters.

Born on August 28, 1987 in Roswell, Taylor will always be remembered for his sweet and caring spirit, infectious laugh, mischievous smile, hilarious jokes and warm-hearted nature. He simply loved life and shared this with everyone around him. No one could light up a room more than Taylor. Whether he was creating a strategic business plan or showcasing his horsemanship and marksmanship skills with the Cowboy Mounted Shooting Association, Taylor was all in, all the time. Taylor’s competitive nature fueled him to win a Rifle World Championship title and two AQHA Reserve World Championship titles.

A graduate of the New Mexico Military Institute in 2006 and TCU Ranch Management in 2010, Taylor was passionate about his alma maters. He loved watching his beloved TCU Horned Frogs play football and was the consummate tailgate host to his adoring friends. True and lasting friendships were an integral part of Taylor’s life, and he made everyone around him feel special and loved.

Family meant everything to Taylor. His loving parents, Kathryn and Mark, and his treasured sister, Kate, along with Taylor, were the closest of families creating memories of a lifetime. Then, in 2014, Taylor married the love of his life, Molly McKinney of Ft. Worth, TX, to begin their own family on the ranch. Molly and Taylor were blessed with two precious daughters, Margot (3) and Charlotte (1), and he loved nothing more than spending time with them. He deeply cherished his roles as husband, father, son, brother, grandson and friend.

Taylor Marley made a lasting impact on those he loved and will be profoundly missed.

Taylor is survived by his wife, Molly McKinney Marley; his daughters, Margot and Charlotte; his parents, Kathryn and Mark Marley; his sister, Kate Marley; his grandparents, Betty and John King, and Lauralea Marley McCrea, his step-grandfather, David McCrea; his in-laws Mary and Paul McKinney, his sister-in-law Harriet McKinney and his brother-in-law Charles McKinney. He was preceded in death by his paternal grandfather, Bob Marley. Taylor is also survived by numerous aunts, uncles, cousins and loving friends and family.