I think of Zechariah as the guy who gets left out of most Christmas pageants. You always see…
Our temporary chapel was nothing fancy, just a plain room with a makeshift altar and candles, but kneeling…
Sunshine burst through the tall glass windows and the first light notes of the “Appalachia Waltz” sounded from…
Skiing was all I had on my mind. There was nothing I liked more than grabbing my cross-country…
Christmas Eve service was beautiful. The deep red, velvety poinsettias on the altar, the soft and warm glow…
I snuggled in my favorite corner of the sofa, scrolling through other people’s Pinterest collections on my phone,…
My dad was a sailor. A serious amateur sailor. He and his buddy Chuck won the North American…
I leaned forward in my pilot’s seat, straining to see any sign of the skies clearing in the…
I held my Mother’s Day card close as I walked into the house. I’d just returned from a…
The vet had made yet another emergency visit to our farm to treat my injured horse. “If he…
There wasn’t the slightest breeze that hot morning, but I had three more hours of work to do…
Lights from the Christmas tree reflected off Aurora’s blonde hair, bowed over a smudged piece of notebook paper.…
