by Eileen Parsons | Nov 23, 2019 | Articles
I kissed her cheek and squeezed her hand. “I love you, Grandma.” I smiled, turned away, and left the room. I was sobbing before I’d reached the elevator. I knew I’d never see her again. This would be the last day I’d spend with her. I knew she’d soon be going...
by Eileen Parsons | Jun 13, 2019 | Articles
“I don’t know what to do. I just feel…” My friend paused, sipped her coffee, and looked out the window. Tears started to run down her cheeks as I took her hand. “I feel like I don’t matter,” she said, dabbing her eyes with a napkin. “I’ve been married for...
by Eileen Parsons | Apr 10, 2019 | Articles
From John 8:3-11 Her body was pressed into the ground. The sand cut her face. Her feet were blistered from the march across the city. They hadn’t allowed her to put on her sandals or her head scarf. They’d hardly given her time to cover up with her...
by Eileen Parsons | Mar 31, 2018 | Articles
Tomorrow is Easter – Resurrection Sunday. My Bible is open before me, the scripture describing the brutal beating and horrific death of our Lord staring up at me from the pages. I ponder the events, the reality of what the Lord did for me. He took my sins,...
by Eileen Parsons | Dec 25, 2017 | Articles
Snow blankets the yard. Icicles hang down from the roof. Lights twinkle in windows; carols are sung on nearly every radio station. Trees are decorated, packages are wrapped. Soon colorful wrapping and bright bows will cover the space under the tree. I will spend...
