by Darcy Wiley | Mar 4, 2013 | Take Heart Series
One of my favorite times of day comes when the lights go out and I arrange the pillows, when I finally cease my own striving and lay still enough to feel only the movements of what is to come, this baby I asked for, one I waited for like all my babies. She rolls...
by Darcy Wiley | Mar 3, 2013 | Take Heart Series
His Eye Is on the Sparrow, by Civilla D. Martin and Charles H. Gabriel Why should I feel discouraged? Why should the shadows come? Why should my heart be lonely And long for heaven and home, When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is he: His eye is on the...
by Darcy Wiley | Mar 1, 2013 | Pocket Change, Take Heart Series
This past week, I sat in the orthodontist’s chair for the last time. The doctor took pliers to the brackets and snapped them off of my teeth one by one. He had done that to my skepticism, too. I had come to him a mess after two and a half years in braces at another...
by Darcy Wiley | Feb 28, 2013 | Sweet Tea, Take Heart Series
From the moment I met today’s guest writer, I knew I’d found a kindred. Denise speaks such profound insight in that gentle voice of hers, and when she’s sitting across the table telling you the glories of biscuits with chocolate gravy and all the...
by Darcy Wiley | Feb 25, 2013 | Relish, Take Heart Series
We pull our chopsticks from their wax paper wrappers, snap them apart and graze them against one another, like twigs starting a fire or iron sharpening iron, to smooth out the splinters while our food steams and cooks in the kitchen. I turn the English and pinying...