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
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Fallow 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 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 moreThe Sure Place of God’s Sovereignty
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
Read moreThe 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
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