Shooting through the Screen

By Ward Shope Early one rainy morning this summer, I spotted a bear outside our vacation lodging place. It was...

Perfume for Jesus

By Charlotte Gleason Recently, I read Mark’s account of the woman who poured “pure nard” (14:3) over the head of...

What Are You Bringing?

By Dave Almack (This blog was originally published on “FaithLit”, Dave Almack’s Blog. You can find the original here.) So,...

A Summer Update

By Jane Highley Summer is not over (hardly), yet the end feels dreadfully near. The back-to-school ads have been consistent...

Boldly Unashamed of It All

By Ward Shope “…it is my eager expectation and hope that I will not be at all ashamed, but that...

Thankful for the Longing

By Debbie Shope I recently was offered an old, beat-up aluminum pitcher which I was happy to accept. My husband,...

My Chair

By Ward Shope It’s 4 o’clock on a Friday afternoon and Fae and I are closing up shop at the...

Handling the News

By Ward Shope Perhaps I shouldn’t admit this, but I rarely take a deep look at the news anymore. Much...

A Teacher’s Summer Syllabus

By Jane Highley Summer has finally arrived, and like many teachers, I am already basking in the freedom of a...

Comfortable or Flourishing

By Todd Hill When Ethan was in preschool, he was told to draw a picture of his family. He did...

Hospitality

by Charlotte Gleason My husband, Jamie, grew up in the type of small town depicted in countless country songs. Wildlife...