Remembering to not forget the promises of God

by Emily ConradThe color reached the sky opposite the setting sun, turning the hazy clouds pink.  Between me and the pinkest spot rose a deeply colored rainbow. Far off to my right, purple clouds hovered over the airfields of the local airport. Descending from...

When dreams appear little or dying

by Emily ConradMost of the plants in my yard seem to fall into one of two categories: little or dying.The littles: Petunias I envision spilling over their hanging pot like a waterfall or a pretty girl’s hair instead reach toward the sun, not yet heavy enough to...