Natasha Metzler 3 Minute Read My father bought it for her after one of the hardest years of her life, when she was struggling with feeling rejected and unheard after years of service. The pearl ring was worn on her finger and she would whisper the story sometimes, if you caught her in the right mood. “There are many times…
Chantel 7 Minute Read I’ll always remember the exact moment I realized that the relationship I’d poured myself into for three and a half years was over. The end had been a long time coming. I’d seen the fracture lines. I’d felt down somewhere in the depths of my heart for more than a year that there would not be…
Jenni Marie 5 Minute Read When all strength drained from my limbs and I crumbled into a heap on my kitchen floor, a puddle of tears cowering against the cabinets and hunkered down on the cool tile faced with the most painful betrayal I could imagine, I wasn’t feeling very victorious. When I pulled out of my parents’ driveway for…
Natasha Metzler 4 Minute Read Rain splatters on the windows. It is cold, but the air is warm. “Come look!” my daughter pulls at my arm, her brown eyes sparkling. There are new piggies in the barn. They hide from the camera and grunt happily as they munch on corn behind the water dish. We talk about names and I…
Caroline Rose Sanders 5 Minute Read I don’t know anyone who would say that their life has been a bed of roses. There are good times and there are hard times and they come to each of us. As bibliophiles, we go to books in the hard times just as we do in the happy times. Several members of our writing…
Guest Author 4 Minute Read It had been a roller coaster of a relationship. Or, an almost relationship. We had been friends for a long time, “more than friends” for even longer and yet the timing was never right. Never, until now.
Natasha Metzler 2 Minute Read She said the words with an ashen face, her hands clenched in defeat. “I know God doesn’t give us more than we can bear, but I.can’t.bear.this.” And I heard her. Every word. Every clenched fist. Every tear. Life offers pieces of broken pain that far outweigh our ability to endure. This often believed idea that “God…
Natasha Metzler 3 Minute Read It was my third year of facing infertility when I suddenly realized that Mother’s Day was coming and Oh, dear Lord, this might be an issue for me. I came upon the holiday with trepidation, wondering if this would be the year that I stopped being able to handle my lack of children. Yet, something in me…
Chantel 2 Minute Read This little book — this book with the title Pain Redeemed — it sat by my bed for a few weeks before I opened it. I wanted to read it. There is nothing so thrilling as holding a real, live book written by a friend in your hands. Mine is even autographed, much to my joy! The night I…
Elisabeth Adams 2 Minute Read Angie Smith didn’t set out to become a writer. Her blog, Bring the Rain, was begun as a way to keep family and friends up-to-date with the arrival of her fourth daughter, who was diagnosed as “incompatible with life.” Audrey Caroline lived a lifetime of just a few hours, but her mama kept right on…
Natasha Metzler 3 Minute Read The call comes. I’m standing in the barn and my muscles lose their strength. My heart, this mother-heart that beats within me, wants to find him and cuddle him close and whisper words of comfort. He’s the boy that made motherhood real for this child-less me. I had claimed children through the years, but this…
Elisabeth Allen 4 Minute Read Her name was Sarah and she walked into the unknown with her husband, Abraham, when God called (Genesis 12:1). God promised them a baby and as many descendants as there were stars in the sky (Genesis 15:5). And, finally, three men walked out of the desert and accepted the hospitality of Abraham and Sarah’s tent…
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