The air in the small Ethiopian village was dry and thin, scented with dust, firewood smoke, and eucalyptus. James sat on the edge...
The first snowfall came early that year. By mid-November, the hills of West Haven were already powdered white, and breath hung in...
The road twisted like a ribbon unraveling through the hills, vanishing into fog and fir trees. Maggie drove it every Thursday morn...
Romans is a divine invitation to grace, showing we’re made right with God not by effort but by trusting in Jesus.
The house was too quiet for a Saturday. Sarah sat at the kitchen table, a chipped mug of coffee cooling beside her untouched. Outs...
Elias sat on the back pew of the little church, his fingers tracing the edge of a worn Bible he couldn’t bring himself to open. Du...
It was nearly midnight when Officer Brenner found him—curled up in the back pew of the little chapel that sat forgotten between th...
The machines beeped in a steady rhythm, the kind that unnerves you not because it's loud, but because it never stops. Janice sat b...
The day the papers were signed, it rained. Not a loud storm or dramatic downpour — just a steady, dismal drizzle that blurred the...
It was the kind of morning that didn’t hint at anything divine. Gray clouds rolled low, the sky as tired as Leah felt. She sat in...