Free Chapter of Doctrines of Demons

Chapter 3 A Matter of Understanding I will never forget receiving a call from my pastor. His voice was urgent; he needed me to drive over to the church as soon as possible. A woman tormented by evil spirits was on her way, accompanied by her husband, and the pastor was requesting my help to…

Hate is?

Hate is like a piece of yeast. It permeates and puffs up with satisfaction It says, “I am right!” I hold truth! I carry all knowledge! I will rebuke! It wipes its mouth with a napkin And still the juice runs Hate dripping off chins Spilling over into diaper bins And storefront shelves Magazine covers,…

Tekoa’s Itinerary

Tekoa Manning will be doing a book signing on October 12th at Lindsey Wilson College, Columbia, KY from 10:00 am to 2:00 pm CDT.

Candy Apple Leaves

Yellowed candy apple leaves floated down the skies and melted into the grassy brown earth. The wind sang in her ears. It shrieked with delight, whipping and twirling more leaves, causing them to dance a forceful Allegro! The sun crackled from a fire on the horizon, and her heart drank in winter like a warm…

Crushed Boxes

“While the king was at his table, My perfume gave forth its fragrance” (Song of Solomon 1:12). My father retired from a box company years ago. He did maintenance there, and now my brother has the same position. They make corrugated paper. Think about it, everything you buy comes in a container. Boxes and trinkets…

Son’s of Thunder!

I have three sons of thunder, Sons of lightning, sons of fame. I have three sons who live in a box on the corner begging for change. They play trashcan drums and acoustic guitars. They sing in the churches, and they sing in the bars. They rise sturdy with strength like Samson. They have arms…

Enjoy Chapter One Of My Memoir

Chapter 1 He Will Cause you to Serve Him     My mother was urging me. “Go stand in the line, Bonnie, hurry!” I turned and looked back at the many people, young and old waiting. It was the late 1970’s, and I was wearing a long maxi dress. The brightly colored flowers were bursting…

Featured Author of the Month

I am so honored to feature this months author because we are not only joined by heart, but by family. Marilyn Loy Turner is one of the most poetic voices I have ever read. Her words bring emotions from a deep place and her raw ability to describe matters of the heart will leave you…

The Screech of the Door Challenged the Silence

“It won’t be long until dark, Jade, so I ‘spect we should finish up our lemonade and get you goin’ on down the hill.” “Yes, ma’am, Miss Ellen.  Thank you for the lemonade and for being my friend.”  I smiled at her and looked down at the kitchen floor.  I noticed the checkered pattern and…