Emily Was Wrong

Emily Was Wrong

  “Hope is a thing with feathers,” Emily Dickinson said. I think she was wrong. Now before you decide I’m a complete Scrooge, let me explain. I understand what Ms. Dickinson meant when she inscribed those words back in 1861. I’ve felt it—the fluttering, buoyant phenomenon that hope can bring. The flicker of light in the dark, the feeling that your heart might just take flight. Something that seems so fragile, yet soars...

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Better Than Fiction Guest Post: Shy Guy Meets Big Sister (by Olivia Newport)

As a child, one of the reasons I looked forward to visiting the small Southern town where my mother grew up was because I would get to see my Great Aunt Lennie. I thought she told funny stories. Maybe I was just enamored of her Southern accent. No, I really think she had a sense of humor. She had good timing. Lennie also had a big boat of a car in the days before seatbelts, and her motto was “the more, the merrier.” (Now that I’m a...

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The Waltz

The Waltz

I’m honored to be a guest at my lifelong friend Katie’s blog today. The post came as a result of her invitation to write about “Oneness in Marriage.”  Here’s a preview of what you’ll find if you’d like to click through and join us overe there: Once upon a time, there was a Happily Ever After. And then the dance began. I love our love story. I love to tell how we met, how I realized I was falling for...

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The Heart Behind the Hope Chronicles

It started out with a simple e-mail from my friend Joanne: Would you be interested in a blog hop? Historical writers, she said. All writing from their story’s heroine’s point of view. What a creative approach to the hopping-of-blogs! I was in. The wheels in our collective brains began to turn: “What if we invite these other authors to jump in?” “What if we do giveaways to go along with the blog hop?” “What if we all have...

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Deeper

Have you felt it?  The pull, I mean. Closer to Him. Deeper. Maybe it was a glimpse you had of another person’s walk with God. The intimacy, the love, the so-in-stride-with-Him-you-can-almost-see-Him sort of surrender. Maybe it was one of those “wake up, take a candid look at your life” moments that ended in bewilderment, and then heartache, thinking… How did I get here? So far from Him? Maybe it’s just a tug you have on your...

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