This morning concern for my country, my economic prospects, the future welfare of my children and grandchildren, and my eroding religious liberties propelled me from my bed in the pitch-black predawn. Anxiety gnawed at my stomach. Hopeless permeated my considerations. …
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Raised on the Oklahoma plains in a storytelling family, Melinda now spins tales from her writer's cave in the coastal South. Her faith-filled fiction illustrates our human story, wrestling with our brokenness and the storms that wreak havoc in our lives.
Providing a radiant illustration of our future glory, my dear friend, swathed all in white, floated down the aisle toward her overcome bridegroom. Smiling as hard as a man could smile, he eagerly awaited her arrival, his smile leaking out …
Continue Reading →Everyone’s time is limited. We all have twenty-four hours in a day. Those are the boundaries. Every single day we’re bombarded with demands on our time. Information pours in! Emails, letters, books, reports, and articles pull and tug us in …
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Some of us go through horrendous experiences: abuse, sexual assault, drug usage, unfaithfulness of a spouse. Perhaps we chose a road we knew was wrong, thus searing our own consciences. For those of us who stagger away from such tragedies, …
Continue Reading →Recently I was privileged to walk among the untouched old-growth coastal redwood forest in Muir Woods, a natural habitat in northern California near the Pacific Ocean. Having grown up on the prairie, where trees are few, stunted, and far between, …
Continue Reading →Naively, I had assumed my five-day vacation would repair four months of overworking. I jetted off to California for relaxation with my dear little sister, supposing I’d return all in one piece again. I now laugh at my assumption. Silly …
Continue Reading →Free, unfettered, skimming the night sky, the moon smiles down on me as it makes its stealthy escape, heading west. Tomorrow I, too, shall set sail, clad in clouds, freed from earth’s bonds, brightly beaming, winging toward oceans unseen. I …
Continue Reading →Having left the markings of themselves all over my battered body, they have grown and gone out into the world, on to their own lives. The little toddlers who bowled me over with love and affection every time I came …
Continue Reading →The day started at 5:20 a.m. after ending at nearly 11:30 p.m. the night before. This had happened several days in a row. But today was different. On this day I was undertaking an entire seminary course in one day, …
Continue Reading →Near the end of my homeschooling career, the Lord threw wide the door for fiction writing. It was time! Like a dam that had burst, a torrent of words flooded out of me and onto the page. I didn’t know …
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