by Darlene L. Turner | Mar 18, 2024 | Darlene L. Turner, I Can Only Imagine, matt and savanna shaw, Songs from the Heart - I Can Only Imagine | From My Playlist
Music whispered in the background as I held my mother’s hand. Her breathing came in rattled spurts, laboring in between longer breaks. When would her body give in? My sister caressed Mom’s other hand. My brother and sister-in-law stood at the end of the bed. We...
by Darlene L. Turner | Mar 11, 2024 | Darlene L. Turner, Kari Jobe, Songs from the Heart - Be Still | From My Playlist
I drank my water and stretched out on the mat, letting the sweat drip from my weary body. I worked hard in the last hour to make it to this moment—my time of peace. The intense heat threatened to consume me. I breathed in and out slowly. “Lay still,” the instructor...
by Darlene L. Turner | Feb 26, 2024 | Darlene L. Turner, Songs from the Heart - Take Me to the King | From My Playlist
She raced upstairs and into the bedroom, dropping to her knees by the bed. She flung her arms across the duvet. “I can’t take it anymore, Lord!” She clenched her fists, fingernails digging into her palms. Stress from her job compounded with the anxiety of the...
by Darlene L. Turner | Feb 19, 2024 | Darlene L. Turner, Songs From the Heart - Basics of Life | From My Playlist
Picture this…you’re sitting at a restaurant table. You have your iPhone out. It chimes, announcing the arrival of a text. You pick it up and respond. Your husband is checking Facebook on his tablet in between bites of his meal. Your youngest is playing a game on his...
by Darlene L. Turner | Jan 29, 2024 | Darlene L. Turner, Songs from the Heart - Redeemed | From My Playlist
She held the blade close to her wrist, hovering between a decision to cut deeper or skim the surface. Would it wipe away the hurt if she bled more? Would she ever feel worthy to be loved again after what he did? Her shaky fingers pressed the tip into her skin and...
by Darlene L. Turner | Jan 22, 2024 | Darlene L. Turner, Songs from the Heart - The Broken Ones | From My Playlist
She positioned them with care on the couch, lining her dolls in a row. Each had a different limb missing. She grabbed her clipboard and pencil. “Hi, I’m Doctor Cassie. You look like you need a little patching up. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” She pulled a...
