There is an expectancy of hope resonating throughout time. Can you hear it? A whisper, a murmur, a hum of anticipation beginning in a gar...

  Bellwether ˗˗ the word bounces around in my mind. As the title of a book by a favorite author, I recall looking up the meaning of this unf...

  There are so many of them flying around the atmosphere today ˗˗ words. They fill up our air space, bookshelves, cyberspace, even our own m...

  Her knock on the door wasn’t a surprise – I had invited her. It was a surprise how it ended. I hadn’t heard from my friend in several week...

If you’re going to be used by somebody, let it be JESUS. For me, faith and writing are inextricably entwined. I have become a c...

Nana’s Journal                               - Marnie Pohlmann She gathered her feelings With soft word ribbon, Laced to pages w...

My Grade Four Teacher, much to the delight of my parents, wrote on my report card that good things come in small packages. Though I was the ...