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 Nine years ago at my first writers’ conference, I met with a well-known (and probably exhausted) novelist for what industry folk call a “one-on-one.” It was the equivalent of a first-grader sitting down with a Ph.D. professor for a career pep-talk. “What do you
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 Have you ever discovered a pathway that looks like the road home? Even if you never walked it and never lived there? It invites you. That’s how I felt when I first saw this path through an autumn wood. Unknown to me, it beckoned,