by Darlene L. Turner | Apr 23, 2018 | Darlene L. Turner, Share a Little Kindness | From My Playlist, Still True Today
Donny trudged up the stairs and slipped his backpack from his shoulder. It fell with a thud. His mother turned from the sink of dirty dishes. “Bad day at school?” “Jim lost his battle with cancer.” His mother rushed over and wrapped her arms around him. “Honey, I’m so...
by Darlene L. Turner | Apr 16, 2018 | Daily Strength, Darlene L. Turner | From My Playlist, Still True Today
A thud and scream woke Jayne from her slumber. Tommy. She bolted upright and rushed to her son’s room, holding her breath as she swung the door open. She snapped the light on. Her five-year-old sat on the floor clutching his stomach and whimpering. Jayne knelt in...
by Darlene L. Turner | Apr 2, 2018 | Cross vs the Manger, Darlene L. Turner, It's About The Cross, The Ball Brothers | From My Playlist
This post has been on my mind, so I thought I would share it again. Happy Easter! Easter is more important than Christmas. A friend made a similar statement to me this week and it got me thinking . . . Is it? I can hear your rebuttal because I went through the same...
by Darlene L. Turner | Feb 19, 2018 | Darlene L. Turner, Locks of Strength, Samson and Delilah, Strength | From My Playlist, Still True Today
Simon tugged on his braid and rolled his eyes. How much more of her chatter could he take? If only he could put a muzzle on those bright red lips. He’d been dating Desiree for six months. At first, it was heaven, but now her needling burrowed into him like a tick on...
by Darlene L. Turner | Jan 29, 2018 | Darlene L. Turner, Drop To Your Knees, Kari Jobe | From My Playlist
She glanced over her shoulder, but only darkness greeted her. The heaviness in the night air prickled the hairs at the back of her neck and she ran faster. Who was chasing her? She stumbled on the loose rocks and fell forward, reaching her hands out to brace for...
by Darlene L. Turner | Jan 1, 2018 | Darlene L. Turner, Looking Behind | From My Playlist, Still True Today
Luke thrashed about trying to wake from his dream stupor. His chest was heavy like a loaded barbell thrust upon him, making it almost impossible to breathe. What is that noise? Luke bolted upright in his bed. Smoke filled his lungs and he gasped for air. Flames danced...