by Darlene L. Turner | Oct 26, 2020 | Best Friends Forever, Darlene L. Turner, David and Jonathan | Still True Today, Stuff About Life
Justin stuck a marshmallow on the end of his makeshift spear. His mouth watered just thinking about the roasted treat. He held it near the hottest coals and turned it slowly—the only way to toast a campfire delight. Leaving it in one spot would make it catch fire. He...
by Darlene L. Turner | Jun 25, 2018 | Contagious Laughter, Darlene L. Turner, Isaac, Laughter, Sarah and Abraham | Still True Today
“God can use you anywhere, anytime,” the evangelist said. “Just trust.” Sandy shook her head and muted the television. I’m too old for that. She leaned back, picked up her knitting, and rocked–needles clicking in perfect rhythm to the squeaky wooden chair. She...
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 | 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 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...
