How Can You Ask Me That?

Journey with me for a sec .Knelt down, you tighten your shoelaces. The early morning wind carries faint traces of the sun’s warmth over your arms. You tuck that loose strand of hair back into your ponytail, take a deep breath, and rise to your feet.The bleachers stand before you. Tall. Glistening in the sunlight. Ready to be tackled.Ear buds in, game face on, you rock on the balls of you feet, inhale, and go for it! One stair. Two. You lift your knees, steady your breaths. The higher you climb, the greater the burn, but you keep pushing....more

Is It All A Waste?

“I don’t like them.” Dave’s forehead scrunched with his honest confession.“They’re Macintosh.” What else could I say?“Really?” He pulled his lips to the side. “But they’re all bruised and mushy.”{The horror!}...more

10 Winter-Hater Game Changers

So, this actually happened. Just a random day at the Walton house....more

March Madness Giveaway

Anybody else ever feel like finding clean fiction can be a bit of a challenge?Here’s a fantastic chance to support authors who’ve taken a stand to write and promote compelling reads without the explicit scenes that can sometimes overshadow a meaningful story.Who doesn’t love free stuff, right? Especially books. This is a HUGE giveaway from over 30 authors. Love it! Genres include:...more

So You Want to Boycott Fifty Shades of Grey

We’ve heard from the critics. Read the reviews. Voiced our own—whether we’ve read the books or not. There’s no question. We all have a viewpoint on the matter. Same as any time something scales the walls of mainstream culture to the point we can no longer ignore it. Propagating an opinion isn’t the problem. Offering a solution is.We could picket. Sign petitions. Boycott movie theaters and bookstores. But would it matter?...more

When Your Heart Forgets Its Song

“How’s your heart?”“Excuse me?” It wasn’t that I hadn’t heard him. I had. But it wasn’t a question I was prepared to answer.He smiled with non-expendable patience. “How’s your heart?”...more

What Would Change If You Could See What I See?

“Growing up, when all the other kids were daydreaming about being doctors, firefighters, and veterinarians, I was the one shrinking down in my chair, hoping the teacher didn’t call on me . [May dad] taught me to believe I could do something meaningful with my life. That I could make an impact, you know? . But the truth is, I’m scared. Scared he’s right, and I’m totally blowing it. And even more afraid he’s wrong.” Eyes Unveiled ...more

When Your Heart's Spoken For

There’s nothing wrong with excitement. Nothing intrinsically bad about giddiness. Well, unless it’s six in the morning, and I haven’t had my tea yet. (Ahem, Dave.)That’s what passion does to us. It ignites. Inspires. Amps. And it should.But, like hope, passion usually consumes. It can’t help it. The investment requires our hearts, and the payoff spurs joy. But with that surrender comes the risk of disappointment and the risk of an equally consuming ache. It’s hard to give everything to something without that including expectations....more

One Surefire Way to Beat Depression

I cranked the engine, snapped my seatbelt in place, and let the weight of the day drain into the pavement passing under my truck. No radio playing in the background. No checking text messages on my cell. Just the hum of the engine and one elongated sigh releasing an overdue confession....more
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What Real Bravery Looks Like

 Four words have been on my mind lately. They haven’t been shouting or beating their way to the forefront, trampling over other thoughts. Just a quiet prodding, like a gentle current lapping over rocks in a creek bed.“You’re not a disappointment.”...more