Guest Author 2 Minute Read The Lord spoke to my heart a while back concerning the bare trees and my time of waiting. I had quietly noted within myself how drab and unlovely the trees were looking during the winter months and was contemplating it all and feeling quite sorry for them and myself when all of a sudden the Lord reminded me how this is the season that He has chosen for them and how during this time they wait patiently for the coming and promised spring.
Gretchen Louise 6 Minute Read It was the summer before I turned 13. The summer before I met Merritt. The summer my world changed from that of a little girl to a teenager. It was the summer I read His Perfect Faithfulness by Eric and Leslie Ludy. All I knew about dating was what I observed from afar in the…
Jeannie Pederson 3 Minute Read One Sunday morning, a hard-boiled egg walked into a small Baptist church. It was cleverly disguised to look like a girl in a flowered dress with long, reddish-brown hair, and no one suspected the truth, least of all the egg itself. I know, for I was the egg. Oh, I looked so perfect on the…
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