Tomorrow my husband and I will observe our 50th wedding anniversary. The day will be low-key—no cake, no balloons, no fanfare. That’s fine with us because we began our marriage with little extravagance. We went to our church chapel, invited the pastor to attend us, and added our matron of honor and best man as…
November has arrived, and here in Massachusetts, that means the air is getting colder, the nights longer, and the pace of life somehow even faster. As the days grow shorter, it feels like they’re slipping through our fingers. Once Halloween is behind us, it’s a whirlwind—go, go, go—straight through to New Year’s. For me, with…
For as the soil makes the sprout Come up and a garden causes fruits To grow, so the Sovereign Lord Will make righteousness and praise Spring up before the nations. Isaiah 61:11 Our garden flourishes with succulent tomatoes, a plethora of cucumbers and blue-red hollyhocks aiming skyward. I cannot keep up with the herb drying…
My wife, Kay, dared me to make up a story out of whole cloth. Just sit down and start writing and see what happens, she said. With my historical fiction books, I have at least had a loose outline to follow, a commitment to be true to the known facts while telling a good story. But not with The Mercy Seat. It was scary at first.
The hot wind of summer brushed across the grasses as we hiked among the rocks. The Isle of Skye proved to be a place of reflection as the twisting roadways opened to sheep-strewn Scottish hillsides.
Have you ever felt “not ready” for a situation? Today, Kristen Hogrefe Parnell shares from her son’s birth story and how she’s learned to trust God when she doesn’t feel “ready.”
After meeting several foster children, Pat Lee knew she wanted to write a story that captured their experience.
First bath. First smile. First laugh. As a new mom, I celebrate all my baby boy’s firsts. First Christmas? Time for a trip to Hobby Lobby to get him a stocking! But the truth is, firsts can be hard too. First boo-boo. First break-up. First accident. The challenge with firsts is that depending on our…
There are people who stay put. They like their hearth, the change of season from their living room window, and the perfume of the roses wafting through the screen door. Then there are those with itchy feet.
The meaning of love has taken new depths during my eight months and counting of pregnancy. It has also made me more appreciative of Jesus’ ultimate love for me.