by Tammy Kennington | Mar 3, 2014
If you dig beneath the frozen hard pack, a seed lies encased in a small earthen capsule. Impatiently, it waits for the warmth of the sun to coax it from the fragile protection of a paper-thin wrap. Stretching and arching, tender leaves burst forth–cracking the...
by Tammy Kennington | Jan 26, 2014
I read the child’s name and my throat constricts. The words seem detached from the page and I wish I could wrap my hand around each letter–crushing the message they bear. Dead. Eight year old. Mother attempted to revive. Pausing, I think of my own...
by Tammy Kennington | Jun 16, 2013
Strains of praise music filled the sanctuary while God’s people raised their voices in adulation and reverence. Yet I stood–motionless, unmoved, and angry. Lord, help my unbelief. I can’t see your plan in his pain…his struggle…his...
by Tammy Kennington | Jul 15, 2012
Was peace an illusion? For years, my haunted heart yearned for its calming balm. Christ promised His followers, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be...
by Tammy Kennington | Mar 18, 2012
Call me a doubting Thomas, but I never believe Colorado’s weathermen. The Farmer’s Almanac, my son’s makeshift barometer, and grandma’s arthritic fingers all prove more accurate than local predictions. Fortunately, God’s word is far more reliable and trustworthy than...