by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor The porch swing swayed back and forth … back and forth as I took a few moments to rest from a busy day. Hummingbirds darted about their feeder. A gentle breeze
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Oh! The Memories Found in Spirals of Apple-Cinnamon Scent
The apple-cinnamon scent trailed in soft spirals from the tobacco of his well-worn pipe. I lay against his chest, listening to the rhythmical beat of his heart, both of us cradled in the olive green
Read moreConsider This: Do It For An Audience of One
In kids’ circles, I’m affectionately known as “Miss Crazy” because I love life, people, and laughter — belly-aching, tears-streaming-down-the-face kind of laughter. But it hasn’t always been this way. Not by a long shot. Before
Read moreFallow Ground, Seeds, and Resurrection Power
by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor The tractor heaved across the rocky field pulling its plow. Sharp blades rolled and spun across the fallow ground turning and churning and making all things new. The soil once hardened
Read moreIt’s Interesting, Isn’t It? This Thing Called Time
It is said that time marches on. It’s also said that time heals all wounds. I’m still working on that one, but I can honestly say time softens the impact of the wounds, or perhaps
Read moreThe Fragrance of Exquisite Love
by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor Sunlight streamed through the window, carrying its Florida heat into the air conditioned cool of the bus. I chatted with a stranger, soon to be friend, about the goodness of God.
Read moreA Lesson in the Birdseed
by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor The old shed sits at the bottom of a gentle slope not far from the house. Its weathered barnwood stands in sharp contrast to the blanket of newly fallen snow. Inside,
Read moreWhen You Least Expect It, A Star Shimmers
By Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor “God goes to those who have time to hear Him. And so on this cloudless night He went to simple shepherds.” ~ Max Lucado The earth lay in a silky blanket
Read moreThat Incessant Cardinal!
by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor Of course, the alarm sounded all bright and happy. I promptly reached over and shut it off. Rolling over, a cardinal’s morning song outside my window tried to tempt me towards
Read moreUnanswered Yet? Faith Cannot Be Unanswered
by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor A gentle breeze rustled through the autumn leaves. Like a stained glass window, the forest was ablaze with crimson, amber, and shades of bittersweet high atop the grandest of trees. Even
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