Daniel 12:3

Author, Susan Darst Williams

Short but sweet
STORIES
of God in our lives!

Author, Susan Darst Williams

Short but sweet

STORIES

of God in our lives!

Short but sweet

STORIES

of God in our lives!

CHRISTIAN STORYTELLING AT ITS BEST!

 

Want to get to know God? Read stories about Him!

Think of your best friend. Don't you know a lot of stories about that person? Triumphs, tragedies, adventures . . . well, it's the same way with God.

This book of 100 true stories will show you how He interacts with us in every way. Each is tied to a Bible verse. The Good Book applies in all situations!

You'll smile, you'll get tingles, you may tear up, you may bow your head in wonder — and you'll probably want to share this book with everyone you know who needs Him. Which is . . . everybody you know!

CHRISTIAN STORYTELLING AT ITS BEST!

Want to get to know God? Read stories about Him!

Think of your best friend. Don't you know a lot of stories about that person? Triumphs, tragedies, adventures . . . well, it's the same way with God.

This book of 100 true stories will show you how He interacts with us every day, in every way. Each is tied to a Bible verse. The Good Book applies in all situations!

You'll smile, you'll get tingles, you may tear up, you may bow your head in wonder at our mighty amazing God — and you'll probably want to share this book with everyone you know who needs Him. Which is . . . everybody you know!

CHRISTIAN STORYTELLING AT ITS BEST!

Want to get to know God? Read stories about Him!

Think of your best friend. Don't you know a lot of stories about that person? Triumphs, tragedies, adventures . . . well, it's the same way with God.

This book of 100 true stories will show you how He interacts with us every day, in every way. Each is tied to a Bible verse. The Good Book applies in all situations!

You'll smile, you'll get tingles, you may tear up, you may bow your head in wonder at our mighty amazing God — and you'll probably want to share this book with everyone you know who needs Him. Which is . . . everybody you know!

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‘Little Darkey’

My mom gave me a box of antique books yesterday. She knows I can’t resist. There was a sweet old bird book, a horse veterinarian’s guide, and a couple of other serendipitous volumes.

I saw a title I vaguely recognized, “Mistress May.” I think it was a famous book for young girls back in the day – I mean, really back. It was published in 1901. Author: Amy E. Blanchard, three-time national book award winner.  Gee! This must have belonged to my beloved grandmother.

The book opened up to p. 146. My eyes fell upon this phrase:

“little darkey”

It was referring to a little girl named “Bubbles” who was the substitute playmate for Mistress May when she had the mumps.…

You’re My Jam

I did a little strawberry jam project last month as a fund-raiser for an inner-city youth program I greatly admire, The Hope Center for Kids. I grew enough strawberries to cook and can 80 jars of jam. Then people who “ordered” some would give a donation to The Hope. Our daughter Maddy or I delivered the jars all over town. A few people live in different states so we shipped jam to them. It worked great and raised over $1,000.

You know, I didn’t do it to be a goodie two-shoes. I did it because I had so many strawberries back there that they were creeping up to the house and ringing the doorbell!

The Era of the Backwards Underwear

El Magnifico has a good golf buddy who is sweet, funny . . . and uber-competitive. The other day, he didn’t play so well. That night, he texted El Mag with a unique excuse:

He had come home from golf, went to take a shower, and realized that he had had his underwear on backwards the whole time!

I laughed, but then realized that is exactly how the last several months have felt.

I mean, amid the covid-19 debacle, the perplexing hatred of President Trump, the trashing of our downtowns and historic statues, the Nazi-style edicts that 100% of us must wear masks when the actual death rate from this virus is about .000001% of the population .

‘Little Darkey’

My mom gave me a box of antique books yesterday. She knows I can’t resist. There was a sweet old bird book, a horse veterinarian’s guide, and a couple of other serendipitous volumes.

I saw a title I vaguely recognized, “Mistress May.” I think it was a famous book for young girls back in the day – I mean, really back. It was published in 1901. Author: Amy E. Blanchard, three-time national book award winner.  Gee! This must have belonged to my beloved grandmother.

The book opened up to p. 146. My eyes fell upon this phrase:

“little darkey”

It was referring to a little girl named “Bubbles” who was the substitute playmate for Mistress May when she had the mumps.

You’re My Jam

I did a little strawberry jam project last month as a fund-raiser for an inner-city youth program I greatly admire, The Hope Center for Kids. I grew enough strawberries to cook and can 80 jars of jam. Then people who “ordered” some would give a donation to The Hope. Our daughter Maddy or I delivered the jars all over town. A few people live in different states so we shipped jam to them. It worked great and raised over $1,000.

You know, I didn’t do it to be a goodie two-shoes. I did it because I had so many strawberries back there that they were creeping up to the house and ringing the doorbell!

The Era of the Backwards Underwear

El Magnifico has a good golf buddy who is sweet, funny . . . and uber-competitive. The other day, he didn’t play so well. That night, he texted El Mag with a unique excuse:

He had come home from golf, went to take a shower, and realized that he had had his underwear on backwards the whole time!

I laughed, but then realized that is exactly how the last several months have felt.

I mean, amid the covid-19 debacle, the perplexing hatred of President Trump, the trashing of our downtowns and historic statues, the Nazi-style edicts that 100% of us must wear masks when the actual death rate from this virus is about .000001% of the population .

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