by Frankie Ann Smythe Four people came to the clinic that dayTwo of them walking and two of them growingBut…
Intertwined The first time I ate cheese on chips—this thing called nachos—I thought to myself, Why in the world would…
The trained response and the myth On Easter Sunday morning, Meagan sent me a one-word text that gave me a…
by Frankie Ann Smythe We spent all our lives learning to go, go, goAway from a place called home.We came…
What forgiving is like Are you ready, Peaceful Readers? It’s time for the next adventure—or series—on Choosing Peace. Today I’m…
by Frankie Ann Smythe On my way to work on Tuesday, God reached down and saved my life. Again. The…
The finisher Have you ever worked a large puzzle? A few winters ago, my mom and I worked a puzzle…
by Frankie Ann Smythe Once upon a time there was a beautiful land. The people were smart. They were creative.…
The revealer I attended a wonderful memorial service last week. My precious friend Charlene said good-bye to her sweet mother.…
The helper Have you ever prepared to cook something like they do on TV? You know… with all those little…