Whenever I write fiction, I try to make sure each chapter ends with a hook, something to give the reader an intense desire to keep moving forward in the story. However, sometimes we get stuck in our own stories. During difficult times, we think there isn’t hope and there isn’t … Continue reading →
The suffering of the people in Afghanistan, Haiti, the continuance of Covid, and other disturbing happenings in our world, break my heart and have left me feeling like I’m walking in wet concrete. It’s hard to move, hard to breathe, hard to know what to do. I pray and seek … Continue reading →
The seemingly small and insignificant thing, the work God has called you to do behind the scenes, that doesn’t seem to be of any worth, the Lord watches and rejoices to see the work begin. Nothing is too small, for a tiny seed can produce a great harvest. Your step … Continue reading →
The world is going to hell in a hand-basket. I’ve heard that terminology for years, and it’s often said with a sad sigh and usually given without any hope. It’s true, Satan wants the world to go to hell in a hand-basket, and he’s out to steal, kill, and destroy. … Continue reading →
Several years ago, we watched two videos made by a soft drink company with race driver, Jeff Gordon. Jeff, disguised as an older gentleman, visited a car dealership and took an unsuspecting car salesman on the test drive of his life. The poor car salesman was terrified, horrified, and screamed … Continue reading →
(I wrote this a few years ago, but thought it appropriate for what we are going through today.) I didn’t want to get out of bed. Even though I didn’t have a reason to be depressed, depression had hit hard. Blessings abounded, yet one thing made me sad, one thing … Continue reading →
The image is burned in my mind. A man and his wife sit in the dirt in a refugee camp. When the rebels came, the family with their six children left with nothing but the clothes on their back. Nothing. No possessions. No home. Nothing. The one thing the man … Continue reading →
