Elisabeth Allen 5 Minute Read She lost her mother when she was sixteen. Her friends were talking about careers and giggling about boys. Her heart was heavy with the weight of a father to comfort and a family of little boys and girls to raise. She was a girl grieving her mother and yet overnight she had become a mother…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 3 Minute Read In the middle of gymnastics class, my group of preschool girls decided oinking like pigs would be fun. Grinning at their giggles, I rolled my eyes and asked for quiet. Obediently, they shushed, although their smiles still spoke of their joy. Smiling back, I faced them, stood on the closest low balance beam, and demonstrated…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 4 Minute Read This summer I felt the Lord leading me to do something I’ve never done before. Translation: He challenged, and I balked. Story of my life. The task? Something simple, something Scriptural, something like…setting apart a Sabbath. It was summertime, but every time I thought of the upcoming semester, I heard that challenge repeated to take…
Guest Author 2 Minute Read by Laura L. Smith 75% of the United States wears either contacts or glasses, including me. Most of us struggle to see the world we live in more clearly, sharper, brighter. I had an eye check up last week — you know the kind where they dilate your pupils with drops and everything is blurry…
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…
Rachelle Rea Cobb 4 Minute Read The Daydream The school buses in the back parking lot were what clued me in. I stared at their empty shells as I strode away from my truck and toward the center of campus. As I passed the pond, I realized what they were for. A group of school children gathered. They must have been…
Elisabeth Allen 4 Minute Read It’s 3am and my heart is restless with anxieties that grow and multiply in the dark like dustbunnies under my bed. I suspect that most of us who wage war with anxiety know from painful and personal experience that dustbunnies of, well, dust are easier to manage than dustbunnies of anxiety. The dusty kind are…
Caroline Rose Sanders 6 Minute Read I am waiting for someone who’s worth waiting for or no one at all, and that about sums up my thoughts on singleness. At least, that’s the simple version of my philosophy. I am twenty-one years old and waiting. Waiting passively in one sense, actively in another. I am passive in the sense that I…
Emily C. Gardner 3 Minute Read It didn’t take long for The Supreme’s song, “You Can’t Hurry Love”, to become a favorite during my high school and college years. I particularly liked the Dixie Chicks’ version and would sing passionately along with the trio as they belted out what became the anthem of my singlehood. I need to find, find someone…
Elisabeth Allen 4 Minute Read Meet Elizabeth. By the time her story began, she was married but she was also old, past the age of motherhood. In the days of Herod, king of Judea, there was a priest named Zacharias, of the division of Abijah; and he had a wife from the daughters of Aaron, and her name was Elizabeth….
Elisabeth Allen 3 Minute Read A woman stands praying and weeping in the presence of God. Her name is Hannah. She has a husband, but no children. Her husband’s other wife has children and mocks Hannah for her childlessness, for her barrenness. And Hannah, overwhelmed by longing for her own child and grief over her empty womb, seeks the presence…
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The End.