She walked the road alone. It is anyone’s guess why she trudged that forsaken stretch of road, leaving the city of worship for the city of the rich and powerful. Sometimes life has a way of beating you down even on the road to success, or perhaps, especially on the …
In a world of crafters and inventors of many beautiful and useful things, I sometimes wonder just how important writing is. God has affirmed it to me in many different ways and for many reasons. However, this thought He impressed on me some time ago spurs me on more than …
FAMILY We gather. The grandparents, the cousins, the aunts and uncles and perhaps a pet or two arrive. Some have walked over, and a few have driven a few miles. Others have driven hours with kids bursting at the seams to be free of their car seats or slowly emerge …
They tried to gently discourage us from the little stone-front, two-story home built in 1920. It stands in a neighborhood generally looked up to by the downtown homeless and somewhat looked down upon by everyone else in the area. But the arch doorways, the woodwork and Victorian wallpaper border swept …
Note: I know I’ve shared my testimony in some capacity here on the blog before, but I had to re-write it as part of a recent story assignment. No matter what has happened to me before or what will happen in the future, this remains the most important part of …
None of them but Moses had known anything but slavery. He’d been spared for the first forty years, living in the palace as his people built treasure cities for Pharaoh. Moses had run for his life, banished by the palace which had been his home and disappeared the next forty …
The night is dark. It is that time of night when “evening” is no longer a descriptor and early morning is hours away. I toss and turn with fever or stomach trouble or a heartache of some kind. The circumstances have changed over the years. I feel a presence in …
My son and I sat in the booth waiting on our breakfast. We were the only ones in the restaurant. A friendly server came to our table and took our order. A short time later, we removed our masks as she set down our plates. I asked her if the …
I sit before Him desperately searching the Scriptures for something….anything….to get me through this. I pray through the list of miracles I need. I try to wait before Him, but I fidget. Things needing completed today call to me even as I call out to Him. When my eyes settle …
We enter the familiar building with rows of pews littered with Grandma’s shawl, Brother So-and-So’s “church” Bible and the occasional box of tissues. Arriving home means kicking off our shoes and letting out the pent-up breath of a day’s work. Entering this place means removing figurative shoes and exhaling with …
