Callie Mitchell 8 Minute Read Last year, I left a conversation filled with inspiration and wonder, after learning from my dear friend, filmmaker Sarah Williams, the process involved in adapting a shared favorite novel into a film. For this year’s March of Books, I thought I might invite Sarah into the discussion to help us get to the bottom of…
Callie Mitchell 5 Minute Read “‘Come on, rain!’ I say.” As I read the opening line to this small children’s book, words printed on a warm yellow page, I knew it was providential that someone had left it on the shelf. We were at services with our congregation in Jerusalem. For a reason that I can no longer recall, the…
Callie Mitchell 6 Minute Read It’s a prime buzz phrase of our generation, and a perspective shared by atheists and believers alike. Assert the statement, “I hate religion” and you’re sure to gain a following. The outcry is sincere, and the concerns are valid. A spirit of religion is plain mean. Antagonistic to freedom, and anti-relational in its nature, religion…
Callie Mitchell 4 Minute Read You can see the problems in your friend’s relationship, and maybe you want to scream “Break up with him already!” But what do you do? I was on the opposite side of this question once, when a close friend spoke honestly to me about the red flags she could see in a long-term-going-nowhere relationship. It…
Callie Mitchell 5 Minute Read We could hear the engine from our driveway. The big yellow school bus was headed towards our house. I remember standing there, watching it come closer. Though we had talked through getting on the bus many times, fear was taking over. I don’t want to do this! It stopped. My mom and dad were both…
Callie Mitchell 5 Minute Read I will never forget the first sight of her itty bitty wiggly body, or hearing the sound of her dainty feminine cry! At long last, my baby was here! The doctor scooped her up and laid her on my chest. As we snuggled on our living room couch, skin-to-skin, full of tears, joy, relief, and…
Callie Mitchell 5 Minute Read There was a valley, parched and dry. Even more unusual, this valley was filled with bones. Dry dead bones. A man named Ezekiel spoke to them. They attached first with sinews, formed with flesh, and then covered with skin. The man Ezekiel spoke again, and the breath of God filled them with life. They arose,…
Callie Mitchell 6 Minute Read The siren sounded and I wasn’t ready. For several days I had this nagging thought that I needed to prepare a bag for a quick trip down to the bomb shelter, if it came to that. Israel was engaging in Operation Pillar of Defense, and we were living through it. With the battle in…
Callie Mitchell 6 Minute Read A nameless, faceless servant ventures on a most serious expedition: he is commissioned to find a wife for his master’s son. The servant spots a young maiden and makes a simple request for water. Above and beyond the call of duty, she not only waters him, but also his camels. Her response grants the reward…
Callie Mitchell 5 Minute Read My son made an instant friend at the park one day. His skin was a bit darker than ours, and he spoke a language that we did not know. As they played, I noticed his mother sitting on stone wall, her head covered in a scarf. I walked over to her and sat down. …
Callie Mitchell 6 Minute Read The Lord blessed me with a golden mane. Thick and wavy, though a little wild at times, it has been my glory for as long as I can remember. With my Princess Buttercup locks, however, came a peach fuzz in places a woman does not really want fuzz. Of course, I was unaware until someone…
Callie Mitchell 6 Minute Read I am in Carthage, at the turn of the third century AD, and she has just become beautiful. At least, she has just discovered that she is beautiful. As her ornatrix adorns her with braids and jewels, I learn that she is Vibia Perpetua, the daughter of a Roman Senator, a woman of great wealth,…
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