by Darlene L. Turner | Oct 24, 2011 | broken promises, Christian Writer's Guild, Darlene Turner, inhibitions, judging, learning, praising God, what if | What If...
The teenager combed his fingers through his hair. “But Mom, I’m not sure what I want to do with my life.” “Son, what interests you?” He sighed. “I don’t know. I’ve thought of a tradesman of some sort. Maybe an electrician or plumber.” His mother set her teacup back in...
by Darlene L. Turner | Oct 3, 2011 | broken promises, inhibitions, judging, learning, praising God, relationships, what if | What If...
Helen walked into the church humming Victory in Jesus. Her week consisted of car troubles, worrisome doctor reports, and news of her daughter’s failed marriage, but still the words of her favourite hymn went through her mind. She knew to trust in her Lord. Hard yes,...
by Darlene L. Turner | Sep 19, 2011 | broken promises, Christian Writer's Guild, Cliff House, inhibitions, judging, learning, praising God, protesting, unconditional love, what if | What If...
Lucille removed each item from her bag and examined them before placing her notebook, pen, pencil, easer, and ruler on the desk. The chatter from the doorway caught her attention. Two young girls entered the room. One dressed in everything black–from her dyed...
by Darlene L. Turner | Sep 5, 2011 | broken promises, inhibitions, judging, praising God, prayer, protesting, relationships, seasons, unconditional love, what if | What If...
She sat on her porch in her favourite spot overlooking the front yard. The maple saplings she planted with her husband when they were first married had grown and now stood as sentinels protecting her property. The tire swing hanging from the oak tree swayed in the...
by Darlene L. Turner | Aug 29, 2011 | broken promises, inhibitions, judging, praising God, prayer, protesting, relationships, unconditional love, what if | What If...
Matthew sat on the front porch with his backpack beside him. He looked at his watch as he tapped his toe on the step. Late again. Can’t you ever be on time? Ever since his parents divorced, he spent every other weekend with his dad. And it never failed; his dad...
