Diane Virginia: The Whisperer
She came to Him, crawling. If her declaration was voiced, it was softer than a whisper…
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Martin Wiles: Who’s Telling Whom?
Repeat them again and again to your children. Talk about them when you are at home and when you are on the road, when you are going to bed and when you are getting up. ~Deuteronomy 6:7 NLT I listened to the stories for hours. I don’t know whether I was an abnormal kid or not, but I loved to sit with my grandparents and listen to them tell stories. My granddaddy’s favorite was how he had to quit school … Continue reading →
Maria Henriksen: Life is a Juggling Act
Splat! I dropped one of the eggs I was “juggling”—at least that’s what it felt like I was doing. Now, I had to clean up the mess. You see, not only had I dropped an egg, I let go of priorities. I was juggling a day job, a family, and writing a book. Therefore, my house was in disarray. Something had to give…. Perhaps you know the feeling. You are doing too many things for an extended period of time … Continue reading →
Evelyn Mason Wells: The Fruit of Patience
As my fingers steadily drummed the steering wheel, thoughts of being late to my appointment ran through my mind. Would they tell me I needed to make another appointment…
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Glenda Shouse: No Answers
When there are no answers left, no avenues to pursue, when all the advice runs out…
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Diane Virginia: Chains
Nico entered the graveyard by night. The only illumination was his headlamp. As he opened the gate, the chain broke. “Ah! It’s my first day on the job, and I have to explain this?” Nico sat. He rolled the chain between his palms, imagining his boss firing him. What did it matter? It would prove once more that he couldn’t keep a job. Emotionally, he felt as cold as the broken chain he fidgeted with. What was he supposed to … Continue reading →
Elise Crawford: In God’s Eyes
I never felt I was good enough. As a bullied, unkempt child, and having been raised by a drunken mother, none of the children on the playground wanted to be friends with me. They labeled me the smelly unwanted child. Even when I became a child of the state, other children still didn’t want to play with me and they labeled me the “foster child.” But these thoughts faded when I gave my life to Jesus and I discovered the … Continue reading →
Glenda Shouse: Pandemic at Easter
Did the world take notice that not even a pandemic stopped Easter Sunday from coming?
~Glenda Shouse
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Hispanic: Evelyn Wells: Jornadas Increíbles: Incredible Journeys
Él era de la variedad de cuatro patas…
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Diane Virginia: Judging Appearances
“I miss our old church,” my husband said, “especially the music.” “You do?” I said. “Yes.” “But you never participated….” “Yes I did.” “How so?” “I’d pray and say, ‘Lord I’m here. If You want to come and sit with me, I would like that.” “Did He sit with you?” My husband looked upward, “Sometimes… And I miss that.” I had misjudged my husband—badly! During services he never took notes; I took copious notes—and organized them. After services, when the … Continue reading →
