Story Harvest

I stretched for what must have been the 10th time, pulled the covers back over my head, and turned to the other side of the …

I grew up with five brothers on an 11-acre farm in Oregon. We all had our duties on the land and life seemed perfect for …

My sister and I have always struggled to appreciate each other’s inner beauty. “This is what you should do,” Faith would say when we were …

My boyfriend and I decided to celebrate our two-year anniversary by going camping. Driving down the highway, a loud bang sounded, shaking our vehicle. Cody …

“Don’t touch anything without your gloves on!” shouted our trip leader. A group of us inhaled one last deep breath of fresh air before entering …

I was five years old, carefree and innocent. I lived in Kansas at the time. My father was the pastor of a small church and …

I grew up in a loving Christian home. We went to church every week. I loved the pastor—he was my Dad. If something was happening …

I have had a hard time accepting God and His actions. Just this past summer, I watched and cared for my grandmother while she died …

“Dad, why are you pulling over?” I asked, as our blue SUV came to a stop on the side of the highway. “The radiator’s overheated,” …

It was a beautiful, sunny day. I had the music up, the window rolled down, and was tapping my finger on the steering wheel as …