Skinny
Here’s the Skinny by Deanna Duncan
This morning, I woke up, swung my legs out of bed and as my feet hit the floor I felt something wet and slightly slimy. Yuck. I opened my eyes…
A Child Dies by Diane Qubty
A Child dies. Another mother grieves. A parent feels guilt unimaginable. Dad can’t talk or feel anything anymore and mom is angry with God. …and my heart feels their pain…
The Value of One by Deanna Duncan
It was a beautiful day in June when a junior football (aka soccer) team and their coach decided to do a bit of exploring. Caves are fun--full of new discoveries…
A New Tune by Deanna Duncan
In 1843, a the parish priest in Requemaure was super excited. The church organ was finally restored and he wanted something played on it that would showcase its beauty. There…
Morning by Morning — Deanna Duncan
Elijah was living the life. Every morning, he woke up surrounded by God’s art gallery. The beauty of creation stretched all around him. In the morning, ravens would bring…
The Value of One by Deanna Duncan
Amanda Eller started out the day in a great mood. The yoga teacher was in Maui and was about to explore a Hawaiian forrest the best way she knew how--with…
‘Tis the Season by Deanna Duncan
'Tis the Season! My photographer friends and I often send that message to each other along with "selfies" of empty coffee cups, crumpled snack wrappers and anything else littering our…
Farce by Brianna Richardson
It still hurt. That little word on the lab slip. It was the second time I'd seen it. The first had felt like a punch to the gut. Miscarriage. On…
The Watch by Deanna Duncan
Jacob could barely hear his father when he asked him to go and get the box from the shelf. His father was weak and Jacob was trying to do…
Making Butter by Deanna Duncan
So I did this THING. I made my own butter. Guys, to say that this project created a mess is the understatement of the year. I think I am still…