Sara Evans’ “Silent Night”: A Song of Peace in a World That Longs for Hope
The snow had begun to fall just as the church bells rang out, their sound...
The snow had begun to fall just as the church bells rang out, their sound...
Every morning before the sun even broke the horizon, he was already gone. His boots...
The fight wasn’t loud. No screaming, no doors slamming—just silence. That was the part that...
She stood in the kitchen staring at the coffee cup he’d left behind, the silence...
It was a gray Sunday morning, and the little church sat quietly at the end...
The night was quiet, but her heart was anything but. She lay awake staring at...
She remembered the first time they danced together under the streetlights of their small town....
He remembered the last time he saw her. The sky was low and gray, the...
At the small-town dance hall, the lights glowed dim, the floor was scuffed from decades...
She had always been strong. Strong enough to raise her head when others doubted her....