Writer & Poet
My heart breaks for the infanticide our nation is responsible for. At the same time, my heart breaks for the hurting women facing difficult circumstances leading them to consider abortion as a solution. Most disturbing? Women are being duped into believing they are entitled to abort their babies. Yes, I said duped. Pro-choice proponents present…
Even in these days of political polarization, media driven false narratives on every side, pro-Hamas protesters desecrating monuments and burning the US flag in our nation’s capital – the recent Olympic opening ceremony flaunting drag queens mocking the Last Supper seems beyond the Pale. But it shouldn’t surprise us. And it sends a clear message…
The large black and white photograph at the bottom of the cardboard box was an unexpected bonus. It wasn’t the reason I bid on the box at the farm auction that morning. I didn’t even know it was in there! But I quickly fell in love with the old artifact, partially because of an interest in…
“Happy Easter” images and resurrection themed posts filled social media in the days leading up to Easter. Church services and special activities were advertised and well attended. Then came the family photos of holiday gatherings, egg hunts and Easter baskets. Now, just a few days later, the holiday is behind us and for many it’s…
Recently a pastor friend invited me to give my testimony (Christianese for telling others how you became a Christ follower) at the small rural church where he currently serves. Though not particularly fond of public speaking, I agreed to it, and spent a great deal of time in prayer and preparation. Whether or not what…
It’s not often the house or my mind is this quiet. Frequently the TV is on, a conversation is taking place, I’m reading something or immersed in some nonsense on my phone. This morning, the house is totally quiet. There is a noticeable absence of sound. The palpable quiet reminds me of the instruction in…
You’ve got to love a kid who is so self-assured that he doesn’t even pretend he’s not looking into your home when he knocks on the door. Instead, this particular child knocks assertively, then stares through the window while waving at me. He’s our neighborhood prodigy. He’s famous around here. Prodigy possesses a Dennis the…
A true Christmas memory. By Pamela McMilian (Published in Metro Voice Dec. 21, 2023) “I know you know!” the seven-year-old insisted. Large snowflakes melted on the windshield as I drove with my grandson to the pharmacy near our house. “Pleeease,” he begged. “Just tell me. The kids at school say Santa isn’t real. So, is…