Thankful for the opportunity to be in Anna’s space. Her voice and her writing are both strong and fragile, a balance of honesty and vulnerability.
Here you’ll find my contribution, a piece about the time I tossed all my feathers.
May my words preserve this land, the South, its people, and way of life.
Stacey C. Johnson
Modern day women with ordinary lives, seeking Christ around the everyday struggles.
Sharing God's globe one word at at time
Sharing God's love with the world, one heart at a time.
faith to follow will provide you with helpful tips, ideas, and words of encouragement for your journey to fulfilling your dreams God's way
random acts of writing
Children's book illustrator
Bread from Heaven, Fresh from God's oven!
Daily Prayers to start the day
Watching Nature, Seeing Life
Love God - Love People - It's That Easy!!
My Journey & Life Experiences
All your children shall be taught by the LORD, and great shall be the peace of your children. (Isaiah 54:13, ESV)
to Extraordinary Life in Christ
Connecting with God through a messy life
I'm just another dreamer...
Enjoying Life In New Ways
of God's grace
Statesboro and Bulloch News, Events, Obits
"I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh" Ezekiel 36:26
For the female voice exploring faith and life in full.
Seeking meaning in the present through narrative stories and connections to the past.
Bible Study--Christian Living--Devotional
Thoughts from an Older, hopefully, wiser woman
writer and speaker
The Creative Zone for Making Art
Mostly poetry and feelings...in harmony.
2 Timothy 1:7-8 For the Spirit God gave us does not make us timid, but gives us power, love and self-discipline. This blog is about my Christian walk. Join me for the adventure.
An extra page for Rowley Church's Magazine
Finding the extraordinary in the midst of the ordinary
a journey to discover grace in everyday life
Daily drama with my canine companions
"..learn the unforced rhythms of grace" matt 11:28
Random stuff, reflections on the meaning of life and death, humour, self-deprecation, a bit of bad poetry.