by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor It was unthinkable. A mother’s heart torn with absolute anguish. A baby boy crying incessantly while being lowered in a bulrush basket through the tall, swaying reeds into the great Nile
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The Wrath of Momma
I slammed the bedroom door, plopped down on the couch and covered my tear-stained face with my hands. I had just yelled at my two boys, ages three and four, and now my heart felt
Read moreWhen Christ Breaks the Chains, Stand Fast in His Freedom
Shackles of despair wrapped round and round my heart, my mind. Taunts from the enemy mocked me saying, “Where is your God?” My head dropped. Tears brimmed and flowed, washing my face with liquid pain.
Read moreA Father to the Fatherless — The Family Resemblance is Amazing
I had the gift of a wonderful earthly father — extremely opinionated and stubborn, but wonderful just the same. Even as an adult I could crawl into his lap and snuggle while we watched television.
Read moreAn Offering. Broken, Mangled, and Infused With the Fragrance of Love
My little one climbed precariously up the front steps which must have seemed larger than life to those chubby little legs. At times, my toddler used all fours to crawl to the top, never letting
Read moreThe Beholder of Our Beauty
It’s often said that beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. But what if the Lord is the beholder? What if the beauty has been fashioned by His hand like the potter and the
Read moreA Stone. Smoothed by Years of Flowing River
I sat on the knoll just above the creek. The grass had been warmed by the sun, encouraging its slender blades to thrust themselves into the mountain’s unexpected early spring. I held a smooth stone
Read moreThis Holy Mystery of Jesus’ Love
Blinded by tears, a woman brushed past the men in the room, desperate to reach Jesus. Gasps filled the air. Whispers reflected the scorn on each face. Religious leaders cast their judgment through cold, hard
Read moreBroken Into Life: When a Cold Heart Melts
by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor Broken. Defeated. A shell of a man. That’s all that’s left of the man I loved for thirty-one years, partnered with in ministry … raised a family. That’s all that’s left.
Read moreA Thrill of Hope Against a River of Weariness
by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor The stars shone crisp against the black velvet sky. A chill in the air wrapped around me, teasing me with its accompanying shivers, but I didn’t care. I stood mesmerized.
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