Dear Sunday School Teacher

Author: Chara Donahue Dear Sunday School Teacher, I recently told my children that we would be transitioning away from our home church in order to multiply the ministry we are a part of. Two kids cried and one outright refused to leave. She declared that we could drop her off on our way to wherever…

Before I Rise

Author: Chara Donahue Before I Rise I must make the choice. It’s on me. What to believe? What to negate? Today I ask, which voice will it be? Live in the light determined to see, or let depravity poison today’s fate? I must make the choice, It’s on me. Passively cower? An internal absentee? Will…

Somewhere Between the Be and the Go

Author: Chara Donahue It was early Saturday, my husband leaned over to me and whispered he was going to go to the gym for his jujitsu class. Perfect, I thought, he will take the little ones with him, and I will go back to sleep. What a beautiful plan; he is so wonderful; I love…

Hope at Camp

Author: Chara Donahue This past weekend, I got away from my little city and drove through even smaller towns to reach the wilderness and find camp. I retreated into the forest shade to find quiet that soothed my mind from the intensity of creating summer fun for four young children. As I prayed and prepared…

Hope at the Comic Store

Author: Chara Donahue As a child I often wove through tales of great heroes. Aligned in sequence they greeted me in a procession of freedom fighters, redemption seekers, and ruckus rumblers. Box after box they lured me into worlds built around different rules and unique powers that surpass the things of dreams. There in the…

Hope at Nap Time

Author: Chara Donahue I was putting my four year old down for a nap, and she thought this was a horrible idea. I began to fluff her covers and nestle her in, and she kept flipping around and thrashing like I was tying straps instead of tucking sheets.¬† Then suddenly she freezes, stares at me…