Did Someone Say "Fresh Start?"
Begin thinking about the word fresh and how it applies to the start of the new year!
Faithwriters
Called To This?
Whatever ministry we are called to, God has called us to challenges, trials, and tribulations which will prove God's faithfulness!
Empty Heads Walking
The altar was strewn with gifts, each labeled with a name. It became apparent—the gifts they needed were available to them but they were never claimed. Stir up the gift of God in you.
Baba Yetu Uliye Mginguni 🏆
I am a Christian. I am pursued by evil. My father, the Ikanga of the Msambi people, pledged to take my life.
No One to Mourn 🏆
Clinging to mem’ries of love’s sacred song. The void in her heart grew so cold. Where in this world does an orphan belong? No vision of hope left to hold.
A Baby Story
How much do I tell him? He’s gonna think I’m nuts! Lord—I need your help!
Thanks, But No Thanks 🏆
Suddenly, a hand wildly flailing in the air hit Adrienne on the head and pushed her under.
Listen Closely, Hear My Heart
Inspiration for this poem came from time spent in Kenya. The poverty, the children, the desperate cries for help ... they'll never be forgotten.
The Best Teachers Teach Best by Example
This individual not only represents the highest quality of education found anywhere in this country, but reflects the hearts and lives of all who educated our children during the past 200 years.
Abigail VonSchleshinger 🏆
Inspired by missionaries who give their lives to serve others in foreign lands. I honor them and pray God's blessings over them for their sacrificial service to the Kingdom of God and His people.
Tobias Henderson
Inspiration for this poem came from a recent news report of a police officer killed in the line of duty, leaving a young wife and new baby. The story broke my heart!
Hezekiah's Blooms 🏆
Each time Hezekiah brought flowers, I was reminded my precious little girls were with Jesus … they were fragrant in their innocence, and they make Him smile every time He sees them.
Palatial Discord
Harp’s sacred melody provoked the king’s rage. An evil spirit forcefully commanded his soul. Hellish assault ensued … javelin hurled.
He Didn't Pass Me By
The door opened and a uniformed officer walked in and handed an agent a note. “It appears that confidentiality no longer applies..."
At The Pulpit 🏆
A weighty presence filled the room;
All eyes were fixed on Him.
He caref’lly rolled the sacred text
Each movement, not a whim.
Licking Valley Courrier
Sort of weird, but the paragraphs by the children of the deceased somewhat reflect what I know of their lives. Benjamin Franklin Oney was my husband's grandfather.
Valley of Vision
The Wellspring! I must find my way to the Wellspring for there I’ll find life. There I’ll find freedom! The vision in my mind gives way to reality; I push my way through my looming pursuers.
There's a Work To Be Done
Missions always remains on my heart and is reflected in much of my "creative" writing. Although this is fiction, I often wonder what a difference it would make if only there was a Wilma and friends like hers with passionately obedient hearts ...