Chantel 5 Minute Read “I intend to give my life…” Anna Ashwell is a young English girl who was born into the heart of England’s struggle for the abolition of slavery. Though she comes from a family who has been part of the Abolition movement for generations, the choice to embrace it, to make the cause of the slaves…
Chantel 3 Minute Read There once was a little, tiny girl who loved books and words. She loved her Bible story books, and memorized several of them word for word. She even memorized when to turn the pages, and recited the entire book to an unsuspecting grandparent who was then convinced that this barely three-year-old could actually read already….
Chantel 3 Minute Read Most people may never know, because I can make a brave face when I need to. But I think you should know that deep inside, I am Much-Afraid. I’m not afraid of dark nights, or big storms. I’m not afraid of being home alone or even of poverty. I am not afraid to stand my…
Chantel 4 Minute Read I don’t like reading books on the computer. In fact, I only consent to do so if I absolutely have to. The screen hurts my eyes after a while and I’m always losing my place. I can’t curl up with my computer quite like I can with a book. I can’t take a laptop with…
Chantel 2 Minute Read I like to collect sunshine. I like finding those little things or moments in my day that glow and add a certain touch of contentment and happiness to an ordinary day. I like finding sunshine in the first rays of the morning, breaking over the tree tops. I like finding sunshine in the way every…
Chantel 3 Minute Read I don’t really know what Twenty-Twelve is going to look like. Sometimes that both thrills me and terrifies me a little. But now, in the dawning of this new year, these are the kinds of things things I want to choose. I can’t change circumstances, but I can choose to find beauty and to trust Him with the future. This is where I want my focus.
Chantel 2 Minute Read Cool and clear was the night
That shepherds watched their sheep;
Up in fields on yonder hills,
While in the valley Bethlehem lay asleep…
Chantel 3 Minute Read Winter was never my favorite of the seasons, but my family and I eagerly looked forward to the days after Thanksgiving when we would fill our long evenings with baking banana bread and packing up little bags of cheer to share with our neighbors near and far at Christmas time.
The nights were often windy and the cold was good at finding any little crack to creep into, even if you dressed up like a snowman with parkas and mittens and scarves.
Chantel 3 Minute Read It is the golden days and cool nights that speak of endings — and of new beginnings yet to be seen — that make me stop and look back as I look forward. It is in looking back that I find…
Chantel 3 Minute Read There’s a little tradition that happens each November, and I think you should know about it too. It is called GreaThings and it is one of my favorite parts of blogging in November! For the two weeks preceding American Thanksgiving day, a small group of friends join together to take a look over the year…
Chantel 3 Minute Read There is nothing more satisfying than the feeling that I get when I do the things that God created me to do. I feel alive, and the fears that often keep me back fade away in the confidence that He gives in doing, in being. These are the passions that make us who we are. This is the feeling of being where we belong, of doing what we were made for. But it is finding purpose within our passion that keeps us going in the right direction.
Chantel 4 Minute Read For as long as I can remember, I have found nothing soothes the heart and relaxes the mind like slipping away into a quiet place, surrounded by nature. There I can listen, and let the cares that burden the heart slip away with the wind. It is my hiding place, where I feel close to…
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