Only One Can Calm The Storms

By: Ginger Hughes I stood there. The air humid, the breeze gentle, lightning appearing to pierce the ocean far in the distance. The roar of the waves reverberated in my ears, as my eyes watched the caps turn white as they rolled toward the shore. It was evening. I stood there. Talking to God. Wondering …

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Let It Go

My hands clench tightly around my dreams some days and especially around my heart’s desires.   My fists grasp frantically onto those I love in my effort to hold them close and keep them safe, as if it’s in my power to do this. No matter how much I wish it were different, I have little …

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Keep It In The Road

“Alright Sister…we’ll talk soon, but until then, keep it in the road.  Love ya,” he said.  “I will…love you too,” I replied, pushing the end button, and flipping the phone closed.  My headlights shone brightly ahead, pressing the darkness back, as I rounded the last curve before home.  I pulled into the driveway and walked …

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Immanuel Is Enough

A letter from my heart to yours on this Christmas Eve. I don’t know where you find yourself today. Maybe this is the year you celebrate new life. There are tiny boxes full of tiny onesies underneath the tree, and though you’re sleep deprived, your heart is as full as it’s ever been. Perhaps this …

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When Holidays Are Hard

My boots echoed on the Target floor, a steady tapping with each step.  I remember thinking to myself, as long as I can hear that tap, I at least know that I’m still moving forward. It was Christmas, and the months leading up to this season had been filled with unexpected sorrow and turmoil.  I …

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Junk In The Closet

See this picture?  This is real.  This is honest.  This is real honest! And I’ll be even more honest…it’s a bit too real for me.  I don’t want to share this because I want you to believe that my home is beautiful and spotless at any given moment.  When you walk inside, I want my …

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When Faith Is Hard

I grew up in the church. Hymn books, "Amazing Grace," and Sunday School were all familiar.  I feel as though I grew up knowing God.  I became a Christian at an early age.  Faith was fairly simple.  It was all I knew. As I matured into adulthood, I would occasionally ask the hard questions.  Things …

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Searching For More Than Coffee Shop Friendship

The smell of freshly pressed beans laid thick in the air as the coffee shop door swung shut behind me. Across the sun-drenched room, my friend waved a cheerful hello, and I walked over, pulling out a chair. We ordered coffee and made small talk while we waited. Moments later, steaming mugs were placed carefully down along …

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