Local Authors

The old ornaments are unboxed again Once tangled lights are now without knot Through the door comes the tree At least twice as large As looked while still on the lot   ...

By Anne Foley Rauth | My mom met Jesus January 31.  The next December, I was selfish and wanted her to jet back down from heaven, come to earth and help me ...

Sharon L. Shoemaker |   “Sharon, I understand that you have a BA in music,” Donna said. “Would you consider directing our choir for a while? “You are doing a great job.” ...

By Doug Vaughn | I was bored and bothered. That Christmas Eve I read the Nativity story in Luke 2 to our two daughters again just as I had for years. I ...

By Norma Sultz |   Lonely would be too inadequate a word for how my husband and I felt during the 1967 Christmas season far from our home in Kansas.  When the ...

By Caroline S. Cooper | Snow fell softly as a young woman stumbled into the local hospital in the waning hours of the day. Alone and terrified, she held onto her extended ...

By Marnie Evans | Born in a university town, Ripe with culture. Ideal for children. A quarry for swimming, Tree houses for climbing, A creek to wade in, And a railroad to ...

By Don Sultz |   2 Timothy 4:3-4 (NIV) “For the time will come when men will not put up with sound doctrine. Instead, to suit their own desires, they will gather ...