Author Archive for Rhea B. Riddle

I was born seventy three years ago in Owensboro Kentucky - a pretty little city perched along the Ohio River. I am a wife, mother, and grandmother and I have a rich heritage in memories from which to draw. I recently began blogging true stories and incidents that have occurred in my life. I am now writing some stories of pure fiction glazed with truth. My desire is to gratify the reader and glorify my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. The Lord gifted me with humor and I enjoy passing it along.

The Ravens… ?

Raven

The winter sky and the scraping winds on this early January morning send shivers of doom and foreboding through my cold, cold bones.  Even though I am warm and toasty in my home, and have piled on my sweats, socks,…

Highest Sanctuary

Stair to nowhere

My husband napped; I had worn him out from shopping on the steep Tennessee streets.  So, I wandered around the grounds of our hotel; the grand old lady is named after the town, “The Gatlinburg Inn.” She is an immense,…

Night Falls

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Night falls, oh yes, it does.  The four dark corners untangle from the heavens falling in gentle folds sliding under the stars, and settling with great tenderness upon my world covering all the broken pieces of the day with the…

Keefer Pears & Honey Bees

Keefer Pears

Green-yellow heavy orbs with golden-brown mottling are bending the boughs of the Keefer pear tree.  The Honey bees are still in abundance, even though they are moving sluggishly in the cool late autumn days.  They love the pears and guard…

I Am Compelled

God is love

We are compelled to “Live Deeply in Christ.” And now, children, stay with Christ.  Live deeply in Christ.  Then we’ll be ready for him when he appears, ready to receive him with open arms, with no cause for red-faced guilt…