On the Wings of the Wind

On the Wings of the Wind

When my cracked living room window was replaced last fall, I hardly expected it to impact my inner life. But it has, because now I have a window I can open to warm summer breezes, sounds of bird song and scents of fresh mown grass and lilacs. A shy mourning dove has...
Store Up For Yourselves

Store Up For Yourselves

Like weather-worn sentinels, a few old grain elevators still stand tall on the prairie horizon. They are symbolic of a slowly dwindling agrarian way of life when family farms passed from generation to generation. The modern metal elevators replacing them look cold and...
The Father Heart of God

The Father Heart of God

I have a favorite memory of my father which still comforts me since his death over forty years ago. After a Sunday family dinner with my grandmother when I was a little girl, I would sometimes fall asleep in the back seat of the car on the drive home. I would wake up...
Moses’ Mother

Moses’ Mother

After my son was born I was feeling tired and disheartened. He was a fussy baby, often awake at night and hard to feed. One day as I sat nursing him for the umpteenth time, I heard a radio program about the life of Moses, the great biblical patriarch. The speaker...
Resurgence

Resurgence

Here in winter, the days seem to finish before they have barely begun. I wake to a frozen world, stark trees immobile in iron-hard earth, all swathed in layers of snow. The only movement is ice crystals glittering in pale dawn light. Before I know it, the blue...
Facing Doubt, Finding Faith

Facing Doubt, Finding Faith

He might have been called Thomas the realist, or skeptical Thomas. But Jesus Himself gave Thomas the title he would be known by down through the centuries — doubting Thomas. The apostle refused to believe that the resurrected Jesus, whom he had seen crucified,...