When Christmas Hurts

December 1957: The phone call drove my grandmother to her knees. Her lungs emptied in a gasp as she collapsed on the hardwood floor. Her only sibling, a brother— dead. World War II had not killed him, but a drunk driver did. Four fatherless children wailed when they got the news. December 1958: My grandfather […]

I’m Hiding

Been looking for me? Just like Gideon, I’ve been hiding out. My enemies are enormous and devouring. Those who hear the whispers of God know that when we follow the Lord’s directives, we often have a target pasted on our foreheads. This morning God whispers to me; “Cease your struggle, Ann.” You see, I’ve been […]

Signed with Diana L. Flegal, Hartline Literary Agency

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