All In
By Lisa Bell
Insignificant. She looked at the two small coins in her hand and sighed deeply.
The Scribes milled about in the area. Their robes swelled like the sail of a ship in the breeze puffing out to match their chests. Some of these men spent much time at her humble home devouring any meager offering of food. Many of them approached the trumpet shaped treasury boxes and flung vast sums into the opening. Smugness etched their faces as they watched others contribute smaller amounts. One raised his eyebrows as a man cast in his offering.
God Is in the Small Stuff
By Joy Thomas
When you are a single parent, the stress of everyday life can be overwhelming. Even when you are married, a husband can't always be there when you need him. What a difference it makes when the door opens and Jesus walks in to make his home with you! One of the first things I noticed was I couldn't use bad words anymore. I knew He could hear everything I said. I no longer had any privacy, because He was watching me. I laughed the first time I felt He was in the bathroom with me.
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Branches
By LaWanda Bailey
Two branches—one split from a tree in the city, and one on the ground in the country—taught me some lessons about my walk with God.
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Resurrection
By Kathleen Brown
The horizon is bruised. Clouds swell in uneven layers – blue, purple, black, slashes of dirty yellow. The afternoon is closing in on us like a tomb, the light dusky, the air thick and still.
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Who am I?
By Ruth Bomar
This month I turn fifty. All life’s changes cause me to wonder, “Who am I?”
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