By Debra Minneman I used to smoke pot. Now I am a pot - used by the Master Potter. I am the clay in His hands. O Lord, you are our Father, we are the clay, and you are the potter. We are all the work of your hand. (Isaiah 64:8) This scripture is appropriate for me and… Continue reading FINISHING WELL – PART ONE
No, the orders to stay at home, during Covid 19, have not been hard for m in the least. We and other special needs parents have long had to set aside the other social events that everyone is yearning for now.
by Ellie Gustafson Anyone looking objectively at my life would think it close to idyllic: Born to a stable family in America, I enjoyed a great childhood, a Wheaton education, marriage, kids, church involvement, writing career, and good health. Privileged, in so many ways. Why was I so blessed? I could have been born in… Continue reading Come Get a Hug!
by June Chapko Roses have been a part of my life since childhood. I remember the delight on my mother's face when she received even a single rose; one I'd carefully plucked from a wild bush on my way home from our little neighborhood library. She would smile, give me a hug and place the… Continue reading Grandmother’s Yellow Rose
by Lisa Nelson “But He said to me, ‘ My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’” (II Cor. 12:9) My high school basketball coach used to tell us, “Success comes in 'cans.'” Unfortunately, it ended up taking me several years beyond high school to buy into this… Continue reading Lisa’s Story Part II
The next thing I remember is Jason racing into the bedroom and finding me on the floor. He knelt on the floor, gathered me in his arms, and reached for the phone to call 911. He just kept saying, "Don't leave me. Please don't leave me!" I could see the terror in his tear-filled eyes as he repeated it over and over.
by: Lindsey Brackett When I started writing Still Waters, I knew two things: Edisto Beach would be the setting and my late maternal grandmother would inspire a character. Much of the novel contains tidbits of true Edisto history, as well as scenarios connected to my family's history. Years ago, my mama offhandedly told me… Continue reading Real Life Romance in the Lowcountry