It started as a small whisper in my spirit so many years ago: You could do that.As a brand new Christian, doing my very first Bible study, it felt like a silly thought coming from my crazy mind. I had…
I sit in the hallway outside of my daughter’s room. It is late and the floor uncomfortable, but the little nightlight that she holds is moving, so I know her eyes are still on me. When her room is dark,…
But I am like an olive tree flourishing in the house of God; I trust in God’s unfailing love for ever and ever. I will praise You forever for what You have done; in Your name I will hope, for…
By Sherma-Jacqueline Felix I remember dropping my daughter off at Children’s Church on Mother’s Day, every year while she was a toddler, knowing that when I picked her up after the adult service, she would be proudly clutching the Mother’s Day…
I slumped in my deck chair; my eyes level with the bowl of the metal bird bath. It was a pleasant view covered as it was with a greenish patina on the metal. I had filled it with fresh water…
My maternal grandmother Addie was not an educated woman, but she was intelligent and sensitive. By nature she was a poet. She often wrote poems which were, as literary pieces, very naive and simple ~ but they expressed deep feelings…