Well, one of my all-time favorite authors did it again. Eternal is a great read, full of history, and rich in the characters and their story line. It is bittersweet, and yes, difficult to read at times because it is based during the horrific period of WWII, but you will fall in love with the
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Face of Grace
If grace had a face, we would see it every day.It shows itself in moments and in the simplest ways. A baby’s smile, a cashier who’s so sweet,a Pastor who preaches, and teachers who teach. A Mama who hugs on her babies so much,the lady at church with the gentlest touch. Or how about the
Do We Have Room?
All those many years ago, they arrived hoping to have a place to stay.The innkeeper told them there was no room at the inn.He offered them his stable and the family was forgotten as they walked away.It was destiny that our Savior was born in a manger beneath the stars. The child who was turned
Regardless and Forever
Below is a story I am entering in my first ever writing contest. I want to challenge myself ! We were given a required word count along with a prompt which is – someone wakes up on a train with no idea how they got there, no ticket, and it doesn’t appear to be stopping.
Gentle Giant
Sort of a rambling here but you know me. I was sitting on my porch this week watching it rain, listening, and it sounded so beautiful. If you love rain like I do, you’re a Pluviophile like me! That’s my new word this week. Anyway, I was sitting there thinking about a dozen things I
The Imperfect Christmas
I wanted everything to be perfect this Christmas. We’d made plans for the 23rd almost a year ago, I sent reminders throughout the year, reminded everybody at Thanksgiving. I was the most excited and hopeful I’d been for the holiday in a few years. Our children were all coming, the blending of which is still
The Untouchable Gift
I read a quote a while back and can’t remember now exactly how it went but the idea of it has stuck with me for weeks. It’s about love and how we can feel it but not touch it. When it rains, we can feel it physically. We can dance in it, feel nourished by
The Suitcase
It’s the first week of January, and as I wake up, it’s still dark outside. I lay in bed thinking how the new year is already a few days old; time is a thief. The house is quiet, and the bed feels so good, but the coffee is calling my name. As I shuffle
A Gift of Grace, My First Book!
A Gift of Grace. Click here to purchase or on the image above. I’ve been wanting to write a book or several books for years but until a short time ago, you would have never convinced me it would be about Christmas and especially not poems. But God… He had another idea! Just a few
I never believed in fairytales.
I often wake up and have dreams come to mind that I need to get on paper. One night last week, I dreamt this phrase over and over and woke up hearing it, “I never believed in fairytales.” I lay there so confused and then asked myself, “Did I ever believe in them?” As the
Road to Imperfect
If Perfect were a destinationthat we could all get to, do we really want to go there, do we think it’s the right thing to do? If we all arrived at this place called Perfect, how hard it would be to maintain a life kept so totally flawless and fake, unblemished, and unstained. Who wants
God’s love and the sea.
No matter how much time I spend at the ocean, I am constantly amazed at it’s vastness, it’s endless appearance, the reflection of the sun on the tops of the waves, just all of it. It terrifies me and exhilirates me all at the same time. This week, we had a morning that the tide
