Not There Yet

             Allie slid into the stool next to Peyton at the ice cream shop. “How was your week?”             “Not too bad.”            “Any news on the guy from your history class? Has he asked you out yet?”             Peyton shook her head. “No. We talked a...

One Step at a Time

Cal sat on the porch of the halfway house, his fingers drumming his knees. When Evan approached, he blew out a breath. His mentor would have the answers. He stood and shook his hand, then the two men settled into chairs....

Standing Together

“This is a place of business, not a church. You can do what you want on your time, but while you are working for me, keep your God talk to yourself. If I hear one more peep from you about God or Jesus or any other church thing, you’ll be looking for a new job faster...

The House that Jack Built

I’m pleased to welcome Clare Revell to the blog today. Clare is a British author. She lives in a small town in England with her husband, whom she married in 1992, and some of her now grownup children. Writing from a early childhood and encouraged by her...

Most Valuable Possession

Margaret set a tray of cookies on the table. The ladies from the prayer group would be here soon. They were such a blessing in her life. They’d each lost their husbands, some longer ago than others, and the common bond of grief and love for the Lord bound them...