Storms
Speckled and freckled beneath the waves of his sun bleached hair, is a five-year-old boy who’s “all growed up.” The sun has stained his cheeks to a rosy shade of pink, but he takes little notice of this, as he’s only particular about his...
Mom’s Homemade Buns
Mom’s Homemade Buns I’ll always remember that familiar smell when I walked through the door after school. Mom had homemade buns in the oven, while others sat cooling on linen cloths she laid out. My personal preference was fresh from the oven. No butter,...My Story of Love, Infidelity, and God’s Incomparable Grace
I’m Darlene Schacht, and this is our story of God’s incomparable grace… Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh. ~ Genesis 2:24, KJV It was my husband’s birthday I still had...