Mikeby Gary Entsminger
A parolee wrestles with an unforgiving God, suicide attempts, and mental illness. How does Christ enter into Mike's life? ... through the side door.
C'mereby Gary Entsminger
Attempt after attempt to get the old veteran to open up to the salvation message failed. One day things changed. Using Old John's own greeting, God touched him.
His Father's Sonby Gary Entsminger
John's attempt to reconcile his life without a father brings him to the cemetery where things come to a head. It is a story of how God understands our brokenness in ways we don't realize.
The Mountainby Gary Entsminger
Gary decided to use his vacation in a creative way. Little did he know it would be life changing. He found a new sense of what it is to serve the Lord from a place of humility.
The Right Wrong Wayby Gary Entsminger
Unsettled by the chance encounter with a hitchhiker, Ralph seeks God's direction on how to proceed. The results gives him new insight into the Lord's plan for the wayfarer.
Lucy Mouse and the Moving Adventureby Nancy Quinn
Lucy Mouse goes on an adventure with a family who suddenly become homeless. A story that teaches children about loving and caring for others who need our help.
Lucy Mouse and the Moving Adventureby Nancy Quinn
Lucy Mouse goes on an adventure with a family who suddenly become homeless. A story that teaches children about loving and caring for others who need our help.
Just His Guestby louis gander
So quietly I watched them play, as mother doe stood still.
She guided them and peered around as only mothers will.
Leviticusby Beth LaBuff
By day, an Old Testament priest faithfully follows the requirements of the law regarding sacrifices. At night, he is plagued by a dream. He constantly wonders how long these sacrifices will be necessary.
The Brickyardby Debra Burgess
The requirement was conformity and the bricks were measured for their usefulness. A man saw a good use for those bricks others deemed unusable.
An Old Remedyby Jennifer Mobbs
Kate couldn't believe what her life had become, she was a piece of property, not a person anymore. Could she escape finding her freedom? Only if Mattie her only friend came with her.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidociousby Devante Tophoney
Somebody thinks that the word "supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" has hyphins in it, but somebody doesn't. Are they fighting over nothing? Or is this serious?
Impossible To Stay Completly Dryby Devante Tophoney
There is somebody that thinks--or should I say knows that it is impossible to stay dry in the rain, even with an umbrella. People think he's crazy--but you might not feel the one tiny drop that lands on you.
You are the instrumentby Tim Pickl
"Every note on a grand piano is special and unique." Mr. Lueck hit one key, from lowest to highest, as he spoke. "White and black, each note represents a unique frequency."
Mr. Lueck enjoyed teaching Beginner Band Class. He always taught it the same way every year because he knew a handful of the kids would take what he was saying to heart, and it would affect them positively for the rest of their lives.
LETTER TO A MOONIEby ralph jackson
You are right, my interpretation of the Bible will not reunite Christianity, so I do not think we can agree. Why do we differ in our understanding? It is because we are looking from different observation points. I will not reply to all of your suppositions but will give a few thoughts.
Be Stillby Jennifer Mobbs
Would Jenny listen to her Father? Listening meant saving her life, but would fear cause her to make the wrong move.
Fool's Goldby Jennifer Mobbs
The shiny rock Francine cherished taught her what real love meant inside her heart, but would that shiny rock tear her family apart.
The Saplingby Debra Burgess
The sapling listened intently to all of these conversations, longing to learn about longevity.
Mother and Sonby Richard L. Provencher
"I knew it! I just knew it!" he exploded. "Why didn't you ask me how I might feel?" Without giving his mother a chance to answer Kenny grabbed his schoolbooks and rushed out of the room.
The Sound and the Shoeby Richard L. Provencher
Parked at the end of a trail, an old logger road. Camper reversed for later. Much easier to drive straight out. Checked fishing poles, water bottles and hats on.
