Don’t Miss that Glory

Don’t Miss that Glory

She was a widow on this day. 63 years ago. Away from home. In a foreign country. With a preschooler. And all her girlfriends were widowed at the same time. Elisabeth Elliot faced a strange and painful season. And yet, she chose to see it as a season of glory. Glory to...
One New Year’s Eve

One New Year’s Eve

There was no point in it. Graylie wrapped the end of the light string and dropped it into the box of Christmas decorations. Who was going to come into Silasville Hardware and Garden Store on New Year’s Eve? No one was doing repairs on a holiday. No was putting in a...
On a Christmas Eve

On a Christmas Eve

It was the coldest Christmas Eve Janaya could remember. Even without snow. The bitter wind whipping through canvas did not help. Nor did the mud holes into which she frequently sank one of her boots when walking on the road that should have been called a rut. This...
Merry Christmas, Beautiful

Merry Christmas, Beautiful

She was sitting beside the Christmas tree. Her back was to him. Joe slowed his pace, so he could sneak up on her. His ornery streak never would grow up, he supposed. She had a cute knit beanie cap on her head. From the back, she could have been a teenager. But he knew...
Because of Salva

Because of Salva

Westen Black shook his head in disbelief. That hardheaded stallion had gotten out of his stall again. How in the world? He walked over to where the stall door was swinging crazily by one hinge, leaned his arms on the good part of the enclosure and swung his boot at a...

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