When was the last time you cracked open a book that you really wanted to read? Reading for work or school doesn’t count. I’m talking about that pile accumulating on your nightstand or in an electronic device. I get it. Reading can be hard to fit in. I shared five ways to make time for…
It has been said often that refusing to forgive someone is like drinking poison and hoping that your enemy dies. In many ways, this is true. Unforgiveness is often far more damaging to the one holding on to it than to the one who has committed the offense. God knows that, and He doesn’t want…
I’m a wife, stay-at-home mom, writer, and editor, so I balance quite a few hats and don’t have a lot of free time. When my son was born, I knew I wanted to be a mom first and foremost, so I decided only to work during his naps and whenever I had babysitting help. This…
In 2006 I attended a “Girlfriends Night Out” fellowship at my church. The speaker asked us to rewrite Mary’s conversation with Gabriel beginning in Luke 1:29, but using our names and making it personal. During that period in my life, my children were slowly drifting into their own lives. I knew being a full-time mom…
March brings with it several things: March Madness (I’m more of a football girl, myself). The start of springtime. And good ol’ St. Paddy’s Day. Now, there’s a really neat Christian backstory in the life of St. Patrick the man, but when I think of St. Patrick’s Day, it floods me with fond memories from…
C.S. Lewis writes in his essay on Historicism, ‘pre-historic poetry has perished because words before writing are winged.’ The oral tradition of storytelling is in hibernation. Sitting on the porch watching the fireflies’ nightly dance creates time for reflection. Today, who has time to sit quietly and listen to the family lore dished up with…
Today’s blog post is a short story. The cottage door opened and shut as Selenna bent over her mother’s sleeping form. She felt her mother’s forehead—cool and dry— before straightening to find Maera, her lifelong friend, standing before her with a frown. Maera lifted an eyebrow. “The elders said you returned. I called them liars.”…
[Guest: Olivia Smit] Sharing Dreams
They say it’s not what you know, but who you know. But what if you don’t know who you know? Let me explain. It was the summer of 2018. My sister and I, missing our old family dog a little extra that day, had called our pastor and his wife and asked if we could…
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