Breaking Into Eden

Story originally submitted for Clean Fiction Magazine's Window into the Multiverse Contest Spring 2025, the main rules is that it had to start with "Through the window I saw..." and be only 1500 words. Although it was not selected, it's still a story dear to my heart. Breaking into Eden Through the window I saw... Continue Reading →

To Lighten a Heart

Vivi, a light fairy, is imprisoned by a merchant until a gnome, Ruffle, offers to free her in exchange for helping a grieving girl. This charming tale emphasizes overcoming fear and bringing light to a troubled heart.

Comfort of God

Our God is so good to us. Even when we struggle to feel Him there. Even when we’re so heart broken it causes physical pain to mutter a prayer, He is there holding us. As many of you know, I lost my grandma a few months ago. It shattered me. She was my best friend,... Continue Reading →

Death, Where is Your Sting?

"Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest of mankind, who have no hope." 1 Thessalonians 4:13

Purpose for the Pain

Sickness, Illness and disease are horrible and can make us question God’s love and involvement in our lives. But seek Jesus because He is waiting to tell you how important you are to Him.

When Hope (Seems To) Fail

One of the main messages of Christmas is hope. But there are years in our life when those prayers for hope go unanswered. Even though it seems like God has failed you, you’re not alone. And even when it’s hard to see, there is always hope.

Emotional Freedom Part 5

Christ doesn't want us to be controlled by our emotions, but He does give us freedom to feel them when it's appropriate. It's our responsibility to know how and when to express them appropriately.

With Father Through Fire

Smoke swirled around the cavern from the flaming logs that had been scattered. Intense heat burned the back of Zoe’s neck. She screamed, but fell to the ground and rolled, putting her hair out. She felt behind her at the missing 7-inches of wavy auburn hair. She sucked in a sharp breath through the string of the burns, and held her lower back. “Dad?” There was a cough and a groan. Zoe waved the smoke out of her eyes and looked around. “Dad!”

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