I think I'll always remember it. The winter of 1940 was not particularly hope-filled for many homes. The knowledge of faraway bombings felt like faint echoes of encroaching pain. War was just like its name. An indication of feisty combat, a sign of disunity, a warning...

Dottie pulled one index finger slowly down the pane. Autumn frosts had glittered into existence and this morning’s sunlight turned every glint into a transient diamond. She smiled and watched the coolness melt against the heat of her hand. Murky grays melded into...

It was a wandering, windy, wonderful day of watching. Watching the squirrels making their last minute runs for stockpiling food. Watching a few lingering geese spread their wings and signal their start south. Watching the remaining oak leaves flicker into the path...

It was one of those days where the wind was bending himself all out of shape. As though his back had a kink and he needed to do all possible calisthenics to relieve the disordered joint. Katie didn’t mind. It made the tall pines bend their regal spires as though...

Our homes can be worlds of windows to the Word. Our walls a place of Truth, Hope and Life. Our table a landscape of reflection. Our rooms a home of remembrance. This, is a land of potential. A place of possibility for the presence of the perfect Word of God. Of all...

Liquid silence reflected the mute stirring of leaves. A humid blanket of moisture laid itself heavily against every wind that might venture upon the threshold. Not even the footfall of the rotating guard down below disturbed the thick, voiceless throb of time. Allie...

Sometimes God may allow constraints or hedges in our life to help us grow, change and/or heal. Like Birdie, we may not realize that stepping out of those boundaries may cause greater harm than staying within. But one day, when it is right, the door will open to our...

They always said it that way. Sarah could hear the pointed words as though she had witnessed them visually before her, written in jerky strokes of agitation. "If she's comin' in like a lamb, she'll be sure to roar out like a lion." It wasn't until she had reached the...

A man under intense pressure. A heart that perhaps was wrestling. Not entirely mocking ...not entirely blind to what was right. "Then Pilate entered into the judgment hall again, and called Jesus, and said unto him, Art thou the King of the Jews?" (vs.33) A hall of...

Ruth tipped the curtain and looked out on the barren world. Webbed branches traced wounded patterns of winter's encroaching hold. Several clouds glimmered in the distance, their edges ragged with the wind's cold breath. A hush had fallen over their home. Night was...