Below you'll find a list of all posts that have been tagged as “exodus”
Our girls have been blessed with amazing grandparents. They’ve had grandmas and grandpas that did all the cool things their dad and I sometimes lacked the energy to pull off. I never decorated Easter eggs until we had grandkids of our own. Never needed to because—you guessed it—the grandparents took care of Easter egg hunts, Christmas stockings, and even birthday cakes. What did …
View image | gettyimages.com “No,” isn’t a word I like to hear. “Wait,” is almost as bad. “Loser” or “failure” is utterly unacceptable. I’m the baby of my family, raised more like an only child since my sister and brother were fourteen and nine years older. I was the definition of a perfectionist. The valedictorian of my high school …
What Did You Do For Christmas Fun? I read a GREAT BOOK! With my first draft on book #5 finished (Pharaoh’s Daughter–the one that drew Moses from the Nile), I had a couple days to read for pleasure. What is my favorite fiction genre? Biblical novels, of course! I have a few more tweaks to make on my manuscript before …
When you think of the word deliver, do you envision being delivered TO or delivered FROM? Is a newborn delivered from the womb or into the world? Does a mailman deliver a package from a sender or to your door? Playpen or baby gate? And when you’re delivering your child from danger, do you use a playpen or a baby …
No one needs to learn how to sin. Have I mentioned that I have the sweetest grandbabies on earth? But each and every one of them needs to be saved! One of them cries—no, screams—when mommy takes away the bottle or binky. Another one gets told “no” repeatedly—and then smiles and reaches for the forbidden object anyway. Sound familiar? My kids did …
Golf. You either love it or hate it. Perhaps there are those who have no opinion of the strange past-time where over-dressed men and women swing sticks at little white balls aiming at tiny holes in the ground. I used to hate it, mostly because my mom did. Her dad was a lawyer and played the game too much—thus, causing …
Egypt lauded Ra’s lovely chantress, whose heart was stolen by an ambitious priest named Potiphera.
In the powerful prequel to In Feast or Famine, Katesch was taken from her beloved son to become Pharaoh’s Songbird of Memphis. Her influence gains favor for an ambitious young priest named Potiphera. Drought scorches the land. Conspiracies thrive. Loyalties shift. Lives are lost. Can sacrifice free the Songbird from her gilded cage?
