My breath came in gasps. “Lord, it’s okay if people don’t like me. You are the only thing good about me. Everything good about me is because of You. I accept that I’m weak and foolish and nothing.”
I first fell in love with the writing of Angela Hunt as a child when I read her classic, The Tale of the Three Trees. Recently when she shared her expertise as a guest on the Jerry Jenkins Writers Guild, I found I had more in common with her than I could’ve dreamed.
A fallen scrap of thread dropped from atop her door alerts her if someone’s been in her room. Someone in town isn’t who they seem. And it…… Read more “Review of High as the Heavens”
This is a new and improved “Where’s Waldo” -type book that plunges your little detectives into the time of the New Testament. Each page is filled with intricate scenes and various pictures to find.
I’d still keep it as my deep, dark secret, except that tonight I have that same burning “you have to share this.” Call me crazy. Maybe I am. But I’ve lived enough life now to know that God does move us. And we’re crazy not to listen when He speaks.
Ever wonder how we got here? What changed the fanciful world from Anne Shirley’s Lake of Shining Waters to the ferocious world of Katniss Everdeen’s Hunger Games?
What was it about their mothers’ world that spurred 1900s women to don suffragette ribbons and attack police officers in their determination to open voting to women?
This book preaches like a sunrise preaches.
Picturesque, unmistakable in its message, and impossible to tear your eyes away from. Okay, not impossible, but I definitely didn’t want to put it down last night and go to sleep.
A couple mornings ago blue lights outside my window startled me awake around 5 am. I peeked out and saw not one, but two police cruisers around a semi pulling a fertilize spreader and a hay elevator.
Involuntarily, her eyes darted to the photo on the wall. How quickly two years passed! Didn’t it seem like yesterday he was a baby? And now her eight-year-old reasoned with all the wisdom of a sage.