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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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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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Nonfiction

Eternity is Now

It is very, very easy to have tunnel vision – to see only what is right before us through our own set of frames. This is especially easy when going through a difficulty – we often notice what is mainly dark, gloomy, and negative and that caged-in vision tightens our minds and makes us feel hopeless and trapped. 

 This happened…

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Nonfiction

Radiance Reclaimed

“O magnify the Lord with me, and let us exalt his name together! I sought the Lord, and He answered me and delivered me from all my fears. Those who look to Him are radiant, and their faces shall never be ashamed.” Psalm 34:3-5 (ESV) I pulled the tarnished silver cup from the back of the china hutch. The black film made it almost unrecognizable.…

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Nonfiction

Can I Have This Dance?

Digging deep into the crevices of my bag, I prayed to find any morsel with which to appease the hunger pangs of my over-stimulated, worn out toddler. The museum was crowded. The day was long. My time was up and the bag supplied nothing. Not even a half-eaten granola bar or a couple sticky fruit snacks. I was doomed. And so the wailing began.…

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Nonfiction

Beauty in Brokenness

I lay in bed at night, curled in a ball, with tears streaming down my face. I clutch my cling cross and cry out the only prayer I have left in me: “Jesus save me!” I am physically and emotionally exhausted from all of the doctors’ appointments, pain, sickness, tests, procedures, side effects—from an elusive illness that is unseen…

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Nonfiction

Implicit Radiance

In the children’s book Charlotte’s Web, a spider tries to save the life of a pig named Wilbur by writing descriptive words about him in her web. One of the words she uses to describe the pig is “radiant” – which no one except for the devious rat Templeton seems to have a problem with. A radiant pig? Why not. The definition of the word…

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Fiction

Never Truly Orphaned

“Allow me to assist you, Miss Rachel,” John Bruner placed his hands around her waist to lift her up into the wagon. Rachel was taller than most of the women of her acquaintance, a fact she could attribute to her Dutch ancestry. Yet it seemed hardly any effort for John to place her up in the seat. Being lifted by him gave her a momentary sensation…

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Fiction

Iridescence in a Dark World

The chime of the church bell across the street is a daily reminder of what she has done. Below her window, the oblivious people don’t even notice the muted clang of the bronze clapper against the bell’s body, but to her, it is a thunderous and deafening reminder that she will never escape the turbulence within her. In the four years since…

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Fiction

NO, NOT THY WILL BE DONE

NO, NOT THY WILL BE DONE! Marie Palecek The sun rose gingerly, concealing the perfect storm waiting to pounce upon Sarah’s big 3-0 birthday. Sharing the date Mother’s Day added another dark cloud to the merciless storm raising within. Married eight years, endured a triathlon infertility tests yet stick people pictures never decorated…

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Nonfiction

Delivered & Radiant

Delivered & Radiant I had never met her, but somehow she got word about Robert. She was brave, this much I decided. Only a brave woman would deliver a homemade meal to a neighbor she never met after hearing their son was home dying. As she handed me the casserole dish, she looked me in the eyes and tilted her head, looking puzzled she…

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