His Daughter
“Where’s Dad?” I asked when we got in the door. I dropped my bags and looked around. The light above the entryway barely lit up …
“Where’s Dad?” I asked when we got in the door. I dropped my bags and looked around. The light above the entryway barely lit up …
My phone slipped to the floor sometime in the night. I fell asleep praying for my friend, before she texted me back. This morning her …
Looking Ahead with Peace Looking ahead I’m at peace tonight. Under my Master’s care. He spoke this: “Be still,” And patted my restless hands. Only …
Spread across my friend’s guest bed, I smelled pleasant aromas drifting down the stairs to my secluded space. My friend’s Mexican husband had skillfully crafted …
“His mother treasured all these things in her heart” (Luke 2:50). “Hurry! Hurry up!” I groaned. I wouldn’t mind if I never heard that word …