Pencil in His Hand: A Mother's Journal of Stories, Thoughts, and Poems.

  The Last Reminder "The world is going crazy, isn't it?" He turns his phone so she can see the news article. "Good thing our country's got a good nuclear program. Looks like it's going to be our only hope" Her smile is sad as she fingers the ring he gave her so many years ago. Part of her wants to keep quiet, but she obeys the prompting of the Spirit. "Our only hope is in Jesus and His soon return." Her voice is soft. Loving. After many mistakes it has gentled. He just grunts and turns back to the article. After a few moments though, he opens his mouth to comment, to say how naive she is, but her spot at the table is vacant. The scarf she was wearing is neatly draped over her chair, and   he catches the echoes of far away trumpets. *** Hebrews 11:5-6 ESV [5] By faith Enoch was taken up so that he should not see death, and he was not found, because God had taken him. Now before he was taken he was commended as having pleased God. [6] And withou...

  A Reason To Clean. A Short Story. Grace shoved the book she'd been reading aside. It was time to put her plan into action. She flicked her long silver plait over her shoulder, and looked around her living room. Where should she start? The title of the book, was "Swedish Death Cleaning." Rather morbid, but on point, Grace thought. She really did have far too many things.  Grace grabbed a roll of rubbish bags and tore one off. She was ready. The author had suggested that one should start with the easy stuff: rubbish, junk, old food, and broken items. That would be easy. She moved quickly through the rooms of her moderate home, and threw anything rubbishy looking into the bag. It didn't take too long. She lived alone. Greg had passed on suddenly a few years previously, and now there was only one "G." Grace had finally parted with most of his possessions. Now it was her own stuff's turn. By the end of the day, Grace had moved on to the kitchen drawers as w...

Free inspirational story. (Serialized.)  The Waiting Room.Episode Seven. The Invitation Grayson leaned slightly foward in his chair throughout the meeting. What the preacher was saying was fascinating. The most pressing question in his mind was whether what he said was true. Were a series of incredibly detailed prophecies about to play out for the world to see? And how could anyone survive such catastrophic events? At first, Grayson had been distracted by Robin's nearness; by the scent of her subtle perfume, and the movement of her hand as she wrote notes. But now, his eyes were directed solely on the preacher and his chart. The man began to read from the Bible before him: Revelation 8:1-13 ESV [1] When the Lamb opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven for about half an hour. [2] Then I saw the seven angels who stand before God, and seven trumpets were given to them. [3] And another angel came and stood at the altar with a golden censer, and he was given much incense to...

  Free coffee break read The Waiting Room. Episode Two: Robin Robin heard Tara moving about upstairs, getting ready to go out. She sighed slightly as she boiled the kettle for her last cup of tea of the day. At twenty-one, Tara was old enough to make her own choices, but it was hard on a mother. Especially seeing that Tara was walking on a path far different from the one Robin had envisioned for her: the narrow path. The one she herself had been walking for over twenty years. And as she walked this path, Robin had faithfully prayed for Tara, that she would choose Jesus too. Robin poked at the teabag in her mug absentmindedly. It had been a long, hard road. She'd done everything she could to bring Tara up right, to provide for her. Now, she felt her faith falter. Had it all been for nothing? She prayed as she stood at the counter. Surely not. Adding to her sense of urgency were the dark times they lived in. The Rapture must surely be very close, given the news headlines, especially ...

  A free serialized End-Times story A serialized End-Times story Introduction Dearest Readers, In the following post as well as the next few, you will meet some new characters. All are living as we are, in what we call the church age: the time period from Pentecost to the Rapture.  Article on Got Questions . The Rapture is the glorious event when Jesus will fetch His Bride. (All who belong to Him.)  Some of the characters will be searchers, others will be believers, and I will also include characters who are not interested in God. I am not entirely sure in which direction this little project will go, but I will write as the Lord leads. In the process, I hope to exhort and encourage you, the reader. Blessings, Alison Episode One: Tara As Tara got ready for her date, she glanced at the note tacked up next to the mirror, and wondered for the umpteenth time why her mother had put it there. She puckered her lips and applied "cherry red. " She'd read the note once, of course, w...

  Our Blessed Hope My feet are lifting off the ground, I hear the clearest trumpet sound Around me, others fly away, rejoicing on this glorious day We leave the chaos down below, and all the evils of our foe We fly to Jesus through the air, Our loving Bridegroom's over there Away we go to heavenly home, to gather all round Father's throne A day of rejoicing has begun, as we praise Father, Spirit, Son Then day of dread falls on the earth, but we are saved through second birth For seven years our Father hides, His Son's redeemed and spotless bride When all is done on earth below, Following Jesus, down we'll go Once Jesus the evil one firmly has bound, The Millenial Kingdom will be found At the end of this, Armageddon will come, All evil destroyed from under the sun We will live forever on new heaven and earth, Praising the Lamb for His matchless worth, Ever Praising the Lamb for His matchless worth Ever  Praising the Lamb for His matchless worth. p.i.H.H (Free to use. Giv...