Anne’s Calling

Wolves in Sheep’s Clothing

Sometimes it is hard to recognize darkness. For it can come dressed up in a nice suit, pretty packaging, and a smooth sales pitch. Because it is slick and alluring,...

Rewriting A Legacy

His dark eyes glared, his face flushed, his breathing heavy. Agitated, he could barely sit still. A teacher had brought him to my office, because she had caught him fighting...

Clinging to the Vine

As I snuggled under the heavy quilt, I heard the wind howling and the rain beating a rhythm on the windows. Burying deeper under the covers, I was grateful for...

Into the Silence of Nature’s Cathedral

Close to our home there is a trail that meanders deep into a cedar forest. The massive cedars are first growth trees that soar high above our heads, up into...

What the Great Author Teaches

Ever since I was a little girl I loved to read. I particularly loved any book that had an imaginative plot line and intriguing, original heroines. Both ensuring that I...