The Hometown Bakery & Marketplace

I’m often asked from where my inspiration comes for my stories.  The simple answer is, my life. Dot’s Deluxe Diner (Known as the Triple D to the locals) is a favorite restaurant in the make-believe town of Weldon. I plan to add a new eating establishment...

Unexpected Friendships by Rose Allen McCauley

Have you ever had a friend whom you weren’t sure you would get along with when you first met, but you now are best friends? I have, in fact we sat side by side at a funeral service this afternoon and held hands during the prayers! Although we got off to a rocky start...

My Story of Hope by Rebecca Waters

“I hope my parents will let me go to the lake with my friends.” “I hope I get an A in math.” “I hope Tommy asks me out.” My teenage definition of “hope” was mere desire without any assurance. I’ve grown up. A lot. In fact, I think it fair to say that I only truly...

A Visit with Michelle Ule

A hope came true recently and I visited the lovely town of Fairhope, Alabama, set on the eastern banks of Mobile Bay. I went to visit a friend and enjoyed our travels about town as she pointed out the beauty and pleasure of the small town life. I’d loved the name ever...

Finding Hope in the Darkest Pit

By Karen Pashley I’ve always considered myself to be a woman of deep faith. A woman who loved God and would trust Him no matter what twists or turns I might encounter on my journey. Then, seven years ago, my life took a major detour when I was diagnosed with Meniere’s...

A Week in North Carolina

This week, I’m attending the Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference.  On my way here, I passed signs advertising the Biltmore Estate in Asheville, North Carolina and decided to tour the estate before checking in at the Ridgecrest Conference Center. It’s my...

Running the Race Set before Us

by Ann H. Gabhart My current release is a cozy mystery, Murder Comes by Mail. Many times you can tell if a mystery book is considered a “cozy” by whether a cat or dog is included in the cover art. Cats made it onto the covers of my Hidden Springs Mysteries, but my...

For Those Who Grieve

Mother’s Day is finally behind me, but today would have been Daddy’s Birthday, so my heart will still be heavy. To me, grief is something like an added layer of skin, always there, and something I cannot shed, but there are seasons when it’s thicker. May and December...

They Go Where I Cannot

A couple of weeks ago, my sister was sifting through Mom’s pictures and she ran across this old photo. It’s a picture of the missionaries with whom we worked last year in Kenya. This picture was taken over twenty years ago when they first entered the mission field. I...