He Did Not Leave Us Orphans

I snuggled closer into Great Granny Adams’ ample bosom, the smell of her body powder tickling my nose. My gaze searched the church sanctuary. So big. Mama’s coppery hair glistened just above the piano lid. I leaned toward Granny Kirksey, my hand swiping the polished dark wood of the pew, and wiggled to her outstretched arms. […]

I Can’t Get It Right

  “I told you! Clean this room. I’m going to have an aneurism for heaven’s sake!” God, they never listen. I don’t mean to yell all the time, but they won’t change. No matter the reward system—no matter the work of instilling pride in them for what they own and how to take care of […]

Announcement: Quitting

Am I a writer? Am I a speaker? Is this my purpose? Is this really what You told me to do? Because where are the results? Where are my readers? Where are my listeners? Should I quit? Why can’t I quit? WHY, Lord, can’t I just quit? I’ve worked hard to rear and homeschool six […]

I’m an Expert

Bet that title made you want to read on. Don’t I sound arrogant? Well, I can assure you, I never wanted to become an expert at so many things. My mini-van wove in and out between semi-trucks, like playing checkers. I’d zoom ahead and a truck would pull into my lane and block me. I’d […]

GIANTS and How to Slay Them

My guest today is Rose Chandler Johnson. I was reading through some of Rose’s blog posts, Write Moments with God, and was struck by this one. As writers we face giants. My giant today wanted to rob me of creativity. How about you? Are you a melancholy, artistic type, and your productivity seems often hinged on a […]

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 […]

What? I Love Myself More Than My Children?

My three year old bolted like a charging horse into his Sunday school classroom. I snuggled my soon-to-be toddler closer, shut my eyes, and headed toward the nursery. One hour of peace. Praise the Lord. Naptime the next day, I closed the bedroom door on my sleeping boys and had similar thoughts. Two hours of […]

Trust Not in a Big Blue Car

  Big blue tank, alias 1977 Ford LTD, died again and the automatic brakes couldn’t stop her. Without brakes the steering wheel locked. And, of course, I was traveling downhill toward the carport. The distant barbed wire fence, pasture, and pond seemed to be my upcoming, soft landing. As the hood of Big Blue gained […]

Dangling from the Top

Moving in faith. A choice? I do believe so. Whopper-sized challenges appear to be my destiny. I am not alone, though. Might as well start your climb, friend. Each foothold and stretch, God’s got you. The reward? Sitting with Him in heavenly places. Every believer’s destiny. Every believer’s reward. Need a little inspiration? Some climbs […]

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