Have you made the choice to cultivate extraordinary spiritual vision? We learn how by observing the rock dove.
Read moreExtraordinary Vision
Author: Diane Virginia
Diane Virginia (Cunio) is the founder/director of VineWords: Devotions and More, the co-editor/co-compiler of Love-Knots: Stories of Faith, Family, and Friendships (VineWords Publishing), and the author of The Kiss of Peace: A Contemporary Exploration into Song of Solomon (Mount Zion Ridge Press).
“Come to Me”
I wanted to flee, but within my spirit, I heard Jesus’ voice, “Come to Me.” … I felt a warmth, as my Bridegroom Jesus washed me in His love.
Read moreMary’s Song
The man pulled an instrument from his tattered jacket. With recorder flute in hand, he played Silent Night, The First Noel, and Drummer Boy. I was enthralled by the sound resonating from his instrument. …
Read moreDancing Shoes
I look at these hearts often, remembering my daughter will forever be in my heart as I am in hers. …
Read moreRepairing the Breach
Water had been dripping onto a duct pan, which caused it to rust straight through over the years. My husband and I knew the system would need to be replaced. We thanked God for this “bad news” because I had been having trouble breathing, and now the culprit had been unearthed.
Read moreRose Resurrection
My knockout roses had gotten the dreaded broomstick disease, and it was spreading amongst the bushes. I fought tears as I watched my rose bushes resisting the ropes that held each tightly onto the tow ball while the truck driver inched forward. With quick acceleration, each yielded, its root ball exposed, the rose bush toppled. Their former places now sunken, I asked workers to fill the holes with loose dirt. Sullen, I ambled across the garden, thanking God that at least not all needed to be removed and that the plague would stop. …
Read morePatience Needed, Please
“It’s been so long and I’m so weary,” Nelson* spoke, leaning into his wife Betty’s* arm as she propped him up on the pillow. “I want to have faith, but I don’t know if I do anymore.”
Read moreFreedom to be Me
As we conversed, with the aroma of hot dogs and burgers wafting across the church fellowship hall, a teenager came by for a hug. I could see from the teen’s smile they’d conversed many times. A child scurried by, but when she saw Pam, she turned a circle to tackle her feet. Yes, Pam cared—and her Christian fellowship was felt by all. …
Read moreFinding Father
As much as he wanted to tune out the voices he heard coming from inside the church, he could not. He knew the identity of every voice, and their words cut deep. …
Read moreEyelash-Mommy Evolution
What’s that? Yes, there’s a story that goes with the above. If you’re a mom or grandma, I’m pretty sure you’ll relate. …
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