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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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But Then. God.

Fear. Fear is real. Paralyzing and debilitating. I know. It has plagued the last two years of my life. Someone whom I loved, cherished and trusted has broken a sacred boundary and has entered the realm of the unknown. “Who is this person now?” “What will he do to me?” “Who will believe me?” Where I once felt safe, I now feel scared. Where…

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What If

As a young girl, I knew that having emigrated from Indonesia that my family was different from our neighbors in Waco, TX. The definition(s) of being an immigrant: 1. a person who migrates to another country, usually for permanent residence. 2. An organism found in a new habitat. Jeremiah 1: 5 “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,…

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Escape to Gath

ESCAPE TO GATH David stopped for the night, well after dark. A tight space between two great rocks provided nighttime security. He listened but heard no sounds of pursuit. He whispered, “I’m afraid, Lord. Saul would pin me to the wall. Where can I escape him?” Indeed, King Saul was in pursuit. Stories had spread…

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A Double Testimony of God’s Grace

Psalm 34:4-5 New International Version (NIV) 4 I sought the Lord, and he answered me;     he delivered me from all my fears. 5 Those who look to him are radiant;     their faces are never covered with shame. A Double Testimony of God’s Grace Have you been gripped by fear? Has the paralyzing effect of fear held you captive? Are you…

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The Gift

Foot on the brake, I take one hand off the wheel and make a fist, then slowly stretch out my fingers. I feel tension release inside. A few drops of rain tap on the windshield, the first beats of a coming downpour. Traffic is at a standstill. I’m waiting at the on-ramp to Highway 62, heading East. This scene is very familiar; it could…

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Peaches

My story begins one summer day not long ago. It was a gorgeous day in Montana. The mountain tops were covered with pure white snow. The blue skies were crystal clear. The sun was shining bright, I could feel its warmth. The air was gentle and inviting. It was a good day for a play-date to the park with my Grandsons. As we were driving from…

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Two Envelopes

Two Envelopes I’ll never forget the afternoon that two very different envelopes arrived in the mail. I realized instantly what was in the large manila envelope: my dad’s death certificate. I opened it carefully and located the autopsy results. There in black and white were the stark medical details; another official…

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Peaches

My story begins one summer day not long ago. It was a gorgeous day in Montana. The mountain tops were covered with pure white snow. The blue skies were crystal clear. The sun was shining bright, I could feel its warmth. The air was gentle and inviting. It was a good day for a play-date to the park with my Grandsons. As we were driving from…

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You Are Beautiful To Me

The devil does most of his work on us when we’re young and we spend the rest of our lives untying the knots. My day of reckoning occurred exactly one day after I wrote a note to God. It simply said: “Dear God, please show me the way you want me to go.” It was scratched on the bottom of a devotional in haste because it was morning, and I had obligations.…

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Daniel’s Boils

Daniel woke to a gray sky. I’m still here he though. Just then Gallagher snored. He’s still here too, thought Daniel. Daniel began examining his skin. He looked at his hands and feet. He felt under his shirt. Along his face and neck. He lifted his right pants leg, then the left. There was a bit of moisture and a tinge of pain on the outside…

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