Enjoy this devotional from FlourishWriters student Lisa Littlewood  “You do it, babe. You put it in,” I said, nudging my then 7-year-old daughter to put the final piece into the puzzle we had been working on all afternoon.  Smiling widely, she plunked down the last of the 200 pieces snug into its spot. Her older sister, who has never loved…
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Enjoy this devotional from FlourishWriters student Carlie Lake My legs wanted to run, but there was nowhere to go. As I peered over the edge of the dinghy, I could feel the fear surging up in me. They told me it was the best fishing spot, but all I could see was the wreck down below. There it lay, silent…
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Enjoy this devotional from FlourishWriters Student Krista Hutcherson Darkness crept up my back, reached through my chest, and lodged a boulder of inescapable despair between my lungs and heart. My body like lead, I made the long trek from work to my parent’s house, internal thoughts reaching a crescendo of desperation. A monster named addiction had devoured my husband, demolishing…
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Enjoy this devotional written by a FlourishWriter’s Student… The deep sigh, the silent tension, the soft whisper.  This comes from being caught in the middle, once again, of my heart and mind where my emotions run wild.  The middle of two lifespans are expected but take you to the unexpected.  I call it the circle of life or the process of motherhood…
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Enjoy this devotional written by a FlourishWriter’s Student… As I climbed the sturdy metal steps on the outside of that faded red brick building, I paused at my apartment door to view the two-and-a-half blocks of historic downtown from a different perspective. For the next year, I planned to call this tiny corner of the world home. It was a satisfying moment….
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Enjoy this devotional written by a FlourishWriter’s Student… I heard two shots over my head and old widow Prangly yelling, “Gail, get off my land. I am going to tell your grandmother.” She was going to blab to my grandmother, making things worse.             I wasn’t supposed to be there.             Gunshots. Really? I knew they were blanks. She wasn’t that crazy….
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