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Faith Radio Writer's Contest

Faith Radio Writers Contest

The Faith Radio Writers Contest is open to all aspiring authors! We are now accepting submissions and votes! Winners will receive registration to the Northwestern Christian Writers Conference in St. Paul, MN and be guaranteed a one-on-one appointment with an acquisitions editor from Bethany House | Baker Publishing Group at the Conference.

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83

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Fiction

The Lady in the Hospital Bed

The gnarled hand of a lady in a hospital bed gently touched the photograph of the young brown eyed girl. She slowly smiled as those same brown eyes filled with emotion. So many years ago. So much life lived. She looked down at herself as a child sandwiched in the middle with her siblings in front of a brick fireplace in their Christmas…

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70

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Nonfiction

Joy in the Midst of Mud

My six year old daughter has been a firecracker since the day she was born. She came into the world refusing to utter that first cry. Yes, even crying and taking her first breath had to be coaxed out of her. She is all energy and giggles mixed with the stubbornness of a mule. And no one would ever accuse her of being short on ideas. One of her…

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67

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Nonfiction

Deliverance

There once was a little girl who wanted her very own place in the world. A child special and not so special all at the same time, wanting comfort and peace, both things hard to find. As she grew, she searched for her meaning and self worth to find even the tiniest trace of love and acceptance in places that should have had plenty of space…

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57

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Nonfiction

What Might be Lurking in the Unknown

I am an older adult who, until recently, was afraid of the dark. I don’t mean mildly nervous, or hesitantly curious, I mean heart-beating-out-of-my-chest terrified. My mind conjured up all sorts of evil things lurking in the dark, watching me, waiting for me to shuffle within reach so they could grab me. My washing machine and clothes…

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56

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Nonfiction

The Dreamer

Friday, March 24th, 1978, a hopeful dreamer was born. From a young age she was out to conquer the world. Her name Amanda, meaning beloved, suited her well, for she loved deeply and passionately. Her compassion for others was evident in the warmth of her earnest words. God gave her a voice that could touch souls even deeper than spoken…

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54

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Nonfiction

The Shepherds’ Response

With time on their hands, hunger in their bellies, and wind slicing through their cloaks, the shepherds hunker down for another night in the fields. A night like countless others. The sheep are quiet. They don’t know their future is ceremonial slaughter. What occupies the shepherds’ thoughts in the silent darkness? They try to…

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54

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Nonfiction

Radiantly Imperfect

Starting a new job can cause fear and anxiety for many people. We have all been in that position, right? For me, it was nerve-wreaking, sleep-depriving, wonderful, and blessed all-in-one. For the entire first 9 months, I felt so torn and confused. You see, I somehow knew that this opportunity had presented itself for a specific reason,…

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49

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Nonfiction

My Dance with Death and the Hope that Set Me Free

I thought I’d die. My soul was shriveled and my body exhausted with effort. School acquaintances had committed suicide, and I wondered what it would be like to be next. Death seemed like a reasonable escape, but it was the anger that drove me to stay alive. That, and an unexplainable, tenacious hope in God. How do anger and hope reside…

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Nonfiction

Learning (Kind of)

First it was no more contact lenses. Then it was no more makeup. What are these unexplained symptoms I’m experiencing? Dry, blurry vision every time I put in contacts. Trying various lens cleaners with no varying results. A sudden explosion of an eye infection and cellulitis – on my face! – red, blotchy skin, and my face ballooning…

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Nonfiction

Brown-Eyed Susans

They say time heals all. But early in my journey, I couldn’t believe that anything would ever heal the depth of my pain. Too much had happened in too little time. Tragedy sometimes multiplies like rabbits; and in my case, shock over what was, what should have been, and what would be, left me crippled with fear, anxiety and shame. A caring…

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