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Frozen in Fear
Have you ever seen a mouse cornered by a cat? credit to http://www.flickr.com/jenniferbarnard Aug. 20, 2007 Not by a dog. Rover sniffs and snuffles, overjoyed that he’s closing in on the prey. With a dog there’s still hope to use lightning speed for an escape. But a...
Picky Eaters
Babies are born. They suckle at the breast. They thrive on milk. Then they become toddlers. Toddlers want sweets. And hot dogs. They turn up their noses at spinach. They spit out filet mignon and inhale canned circles of spaghetti. Mothers panic over possible...
Submissions, Prayers, and Christmas
SUBMISSIONS I have spent December revising and polishing Sparkles from Silence because... I was working on deadline! Right after Thanksgiving, both an agent and an editor asked to see the complete manuscript. You can see why the novel took priority over every other...
A Voice in the Bells
What a beautiful way to start December. Thank you, Ann Tatlock, for allowing others to share the message of God's love.
I posted this a few years ago. Worth a repeat.
SCENE 1 Imagine a lake -- woods growing close to the shore, rolling hills in the background. The scene is filled with shades of blues and greens in water, earth, and sky. A sailboat skims the surface creating ripples in its wake. Far below, gentle currents flow...
Blood-Sprinkled Warrior
I am a warrior bride, a princess warrior bride, sprinkled with the blood of Christ. Under my Father’s protection, Satan cannot destroy me. In fact, he fears me! I hesitated to type those bold, seemingly arrogant words, but “Bride,” “Soldier of Christ,” and “Child of...
What’s On YOUR Bucket List?
Two years ago, for my very first post on lindasammaritan.com, I published this blog topic. I believe it's worth repeating every once in a while. According to Irish myth, if you catch a leprechaun, he’ll regain his freedom by granting you three wishes. This universal...
Can Our Loved Ones See Us From Heaven?
A lot of my friends—at home, at church, on Facebook—have lost family and close friends recently. One lady has mourned the death of her son for over a decade. The hope of her child in heaven watching over her brings some comfort. Which is why we want to know the...
The Winning Hand
Gambling nauseates me. Literally. The idea of someone losing their life savings over a game causes so much pain that my stomach clenches . A hundred years ago I might have been a temperance union biddy in high button shoes pointing her accusatory umbrella at drunken...
Beauty for Ashes
Isaiah 61:3. Beauty for ashes. It’s not just a cliché. God never speaks in clichés. Cynical hearts may twist His pure words into a sneer of hypocrisy, but never think that God is the author of contempt. Isaiah 61:3 is a promise to rebuild what was broken. Creation is...
Written Once Upon a Time
A few months ago, Mom handed me a fat file of papers that my late grandmother had collected. She suggested I might find items that would contribute to my book series World Without Sound. God bless Grandma! Our letters to her send me right back to childhood. Here is...
Journey Through the Wilderness
I am not a happy camper. As in: sleep in a tent. As in: cook over a fire. As in: dig a latrine. EWWWW!! Tents invite mosquitoes. Creepy crawly things join me as I try to sleep on a bed of rocks. How can I gauge the temperature of an iron skillet over an open flame? My...