In this section you will find VineWords Devotions for your enjoyment. We respect your time by keeping the length to around 400 to 600 words. Most of the parables (fiction) are in this section, as well as real life testimonies. (Some names have been changed.) We hope you will find this useful for your morning or evening devotion time.
Jenny expected a visitor, so as moonbeams danced through the curtains, she welcomed the day. She opened her Bible, which was to her the best love-letter ever. “Speak to me, Lord,” she whispered. Jenny’s thought meandered to the Bible Study she’d attended two days ago. The leader had asked God to enable them to reach someone trapped in a cult religion that week. “My Jesus,” Jenny said, “Am I prepared should You choose to send this visitor to my door? What … Continue reading →
I smelled rubber as the sedan screeched to a halt. With legs sprawled, palms stretched wide, and arms waving, my three-year-old son Matthew stood in front of the car with an expression of delight. How had he slipped his hand out of mine? I scooped my son into my arm, tightened my grip on my daughter’s hand, and approached the driver’s side of the car. I apologized profusely. Once inside the grocery store, I set my son in the cart … Continue reading →
“We should name him Nemo,” I teased as we lowered our tiny goldfish into the backyard pond. But then, there were those two cute dots at the base of his tail and two bigger dots on his tail fins. “How about Duce?” my husband suggested. “Perhaps Dos?” I countered. And so, it was decided; his name would be Ducy-Dos. We were happy and so was our goldfish, but that changed the day of the accident. While we were cleaning the … Continue reading →
“Lord God,” Earle cried, “help me to find my ewe. She’s been lost in this blizzard since mornin’ an’ she’s pregnant.” Earle brushed a tear from his eye, leaned forward in the saddle, and gave his horse, Cooper, his full rein. “Find ‘er!” Cooper sensed Earle’s urgency and broke into a lope. He spotted the ewe only because Cooper dodged her, prancing with high steps. “Come ‘ere, lady!” Earle said, gliding out of the saddle. He brushed snow from the … Continue reading →
Slip ‘n slides… They provided swift and energetic water rides for my sister and me during childhood. Mom would sprinkle a few drops of dish soap onto our plastic slide, hook up the hose, and away we’d go. Dad would swoop us up at the other side, and we’d run towards Mom, ready for another go-round. Soon, neighbor kids would hear us, and they would slide with us down the slippery slope. It’s easy to slide downhill on a slip … Continue reading →