Happy New Year! Welcome to 2024. There’s going to be some changes around here starting next month as we move to Substack and become The Redbud Hyphen. Our guild president, Dorina Lazo-Gilmore Young will be telling you more about that soon. Meanwhile, we want to look back on our 2023 issues and repost our most…
Birds are visual reminders of the faithfulness and tender care of God.
God has given me a gift and he has called me to utilize my gift to make him known to the world.
I wanted closeness with God. I wanted my calling and my role as a mom. I wanted faith so strong I’d run with the horses, but I also wanted to feel strong and capable.
The Bennets proved to me that a writer need not be of the Jack London ilk. One might inhabit a small world, but a keen mind could expand even the most confined drawing room.
Our heavenly Father knew exactly what every living thing would need to survive and created the Earth with these needs in mind.
I am sick, isolated, feeling hopeless. The world tells me I am unwanted, unloved, worse; unneeded. That I am useless, a drain on society’s resources, on my caring husband’s time. A waste of space and breath. It does not say these things out loud or in full, but nevertheless I feel the hot breath of…
“Do you always read to your kids like that?” she queried. My friend was referring to my rendition of a Dr. Seuss classic delivered at tongue-twister speed from a rocking chair in the church nursery: “Would you like them in a house? Would you like them with a mouse? Would you eat them in a…
We live on a sand dune high above Lake Michigan. Over time, the landscape changes entirely, eroded and caressed by calm and storm alike. Mostly rugged, sometimes docile, its environment is never static, always blowing, moving, and changing in westerly gales that send the sand airborne and provoke water into indignant waves. The sand itself…
As we approach the holiday season, the word “joy” will be more prominent as we celebrate Jesus, who brought joy to the world. As you read this issue and contemplate the writers’ words, consider your won definition of “joy.”
Joy is a central theme in Jesus’ teachings, but how do we grasp it when his Father and ours sometimes seems so far away?
We are full of good cheer and big smiles. All good things come from God and it’s these milestone moments that are memorable, but were they moments of joy?
Joy is loud. We sing. We shout. We process in celebration. We dance. Our hearts thrill. We share.
Is God really leading me to this place? What if something goes wrong? Am I really going on this trip alone? There was at least one moment where I told the Lord in tears that I didn’t want to go; having at least one travel buddy would be more fun even though I had been longing for some alone time with God.