My Journal

Where I share my thoughts in words.
Bethlehem Cartoons and a Veiled Glory

Bethlehem Cartoons and a Veiled Glory

I looked for an image of the Nativity to accompany a Christmas social media post and all the options displayed on my stock image site were cartoonish, Precious Moments-ish, Willow Tree-esque, unreal. There were no depictions with actual people.  And I wondered - is...

A Covid Christmas

A Covid Christmas

The other day I heard Burl Ives belt out his Christmas classic, “Have a Holly Jolly Christmas.” It was the first time for me to hear the homey tune this season, and it usually evokes in me the mental image we traditionally associate with Christmas – warmth, family,...

A Time for eLearning

A Time for eLearning

Life has totally rerouted on us lately. Without much warning, the road signs changed, and we are on unmapped highways. One of those sudden changes is the new world of eLearning. I have homeschooled my children in the past, and I remember the weight and the joy. There...

A Tin Cup and a Truce

A Tin Cup and a Truce

Her picture was ragged around the edges. Brittle from the freezing temperatures. Fading from being carried in his pocket. But it still warmed him to look at her. Rose. A summer flower. A fragrant, beautiful flower. In his mind, he was walking with her through the...

A Penny Bottle of Perfume

A Penny Bottle of Perfume

This short story is dedicated to my friend, LuRhe, in loving memory of her daughter, Jacinda Edwards Stetler, who was a devoted and beloved teacher. Tommy was dirty. His overalls were ragged. His hair had a cowlick that sprouted like new alfalfa on the back of his...

Sally Anne’s Christmas Wedding

Sally Anne’s Christmas Wedding

The day Sally Anne Jenkins stepped off the bus carrying her red suitcase, the world turned upside down. “That’s Bobby’s girl.” The townsfolk said. “Cutest couple you ever did see. And then he went and got himself kilt over in the war. Over there fighting the...

A Day in December

A Day in December

Jennilee looked forward every year to Christmas. Sure, it was her favorite time of year and her little café did better during the holidays than at any other time. And, best of all, it was a celebration of the Savior. But she looked forward to it for one other...

A Plymouth Romance – a story for Thanksgiving

A Plymouth Romance – a story for Thanksgiving

History tells us that of the women who came over on the Mayflower, only four adult females, five teenage girls and a few younger girls remained in the Plymouth Colony to celebrate the first Thanksgiving. Most of them perished in the first few months. They were...

Why Porn Is a Message About All of Us

I was driving on the West Virginia turnpike when I saw the signs, big letters announcing the presence of an adult store just a few miles up the road. The name was insulting. I was incensed for the prophet Daniel; what do they know about a “lion’s den?” It seems I can...

Ode to Sweet Tea

Ode to Sweet Tea

Some things are sacred in the south – sweet iced tea is one of them. You know how valuable something is by what people will sacrifice for it. I can only imagine how the King’s tea tax smote the heart of our Revolutionary forbears. Their devotion to country cost them...

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