I’m not going to say, I have good news and bad news, since that’s not true. But I am going to share good news and God news. And this particular news piece features an extraordinary
Read moreGood News and God News About Love

I’m not going to say, I have good news and bad news, since that’s not true. But I am going to share good news and God news. And this particular news piece features an extraordinary
Read moreEvery year I endure the same trauma at my doctor’s office—the drawing of blood. Why, traumatic? The answer lies in the words of a lab tech during one visit. “Your veins are itty bitty, Mrs.
Read moreLet God be God! We just embarked on a brand new year. Besides parties, fireworks, and count downs to midnight, the term “brand-new” conjures up all kinds of hopes and dreams. Although a new year
Read moreThe hoopla of Christmas is over. A celebration’s end often leaves us falling off the edge of a holiday high. Do you know the feeling? Days spent in hustle and bustle. Gifts chosen and wrapped.
Read moreIt’s that time of year. We know how the season is supposed to go down. Besides pumpkin pie and turkey, we are encouraged to cultivate attitudes of gratitude and to have grateful hearts. Such as
Read moreWho do we look like? Were we the spitting image of our mother or father at birth, as a child, or now? Maybe there’s a resemblance to both our parents or not to either one. Perhaps people
Read moreShe flew away as her wings took flight when I opened our front door. Inside the edge of my wreath, I found the beginnings of her nest. I realized our constant door activity was a
Read moreIn an uncertain world, there’s an undeniable hope in God’s love and mercy. An unshakable anchor for our soul. I remember the day well. A frenzy of emotions strangled my spirit. Tears soaked my face.
Read moreMy family heritage holds roots in small town America. America Maxfield, my maternal grandmother, lived in a small town in the foothills of Virginia, Big Stone Gap, nestled in a valley surrounded by the Appalachian Mountains.
Read more“I love you.” His voice reassured as he tenderly kissed my forehead. Hopeful imagination of my biological father. And a time he was absent in my life. An abandoned child dreams of a father who
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