by Tammy Kennington | Oct 1, 2021
I was that girl. The one with her nose buried in a book as she sat beneath a tree, nibbled on a sandwich, or hid beneath the covers with a flashlight. Now, I’m just a grown-up version of that girl. My books are piled in homey wicker baskets, a two-drawer...
by Tammy Kennington | May 10, 2018
My son’s pint-sized body huddled beneath the bed covers as if the thin cotton cover could shield him from any enemy. Since his father had deployed to Afghanistan, Seth’s fear had transformed into something destructive. An ever-growing-never-contained-despair rooted in...
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by Tammy Kennington | Dec 27, 2017
Whether traversing the streets or worshipping in the synagogue; commanding demons to depart or speaking words of healing over broken lives, He created scandal. At His name, creatures from the pit shuddered in terror while men captured by jealousy and the...
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by Tammy Kennington | May 5, 2016
As Jesus left the house, he was followed by two blind men crying out, “Mercy, Son of David! Mercy on us!” When Jesus got home, the blind men went in with him. Jesus said to them, “Do you really believe I can do this?” They said, “Why, yes, Master!” He touched...
by Tammy Kennington | Jul 2, 2015
I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall. I well remember them and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and...
