By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer I think the flagship song of religious Christmas celebration should be retitled: “O Horrifying Night.” (Before you stop reading to write me a scathing email, think about it.) The whole Nativity scenario is the perfect setup for stress: essential homelessness for a young expectant mother—no
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer “Where is my daddy?” asked my four-year-old granddaughter Sunday morning. “I want to run to him.” This little bundle of energy had bee-line vision for her father, but I gripped her hand tightly. We stood at the edge of the road, about to cross
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Abram was a wealthy and powerful man in his day—wealthy and powerful enough that when his nephew Lot was taken captive by the armies of four marauding kings, Abram raised a force from among his own people, chased down the kings, and rescued Lot.
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer About this time every year, an unusual looking fruit appears in the produce section of the super market—one that I first sampled at my grandparents’ farm in California. Pomegranates. The only attractive thing about the appearance of a pomegranate is its exquisite garnet color.
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Years ago I heard a preacher explain his take on three segments of our waking hours: morning, afternoon, and evening. “Work two of them,” he said. “Not three.” He didn’t tout one segment over the others as the one to take off, he simply
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Autumn is my favorite season. It’s as if God turns on a hidden light somewhere, and everything starts glowing from the inside out. Trees. Flowers. Mountains. Sky. I can almost hear the colors – because of the light. Without light, there would be no
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer My friend took this picture because she had to. Not because she likes spiders (she doesn’t), but because of the amazingly, intricate design patiently created by a small, faithful spinner – an orb-weaver. I’m not a spider fan either, but as part of God’s