Wolf Creek Christian Writers Network

“Outta the way, cur!” The boy ducked the man’s hand before it could make contact. “Scat! You don’t belong here!” The throng pushed him this way and that. He crept through them, intent on reaching his hiding place as they cursed and spat on him. They came to listen in such a hurry, they often pushed him so hard he fell. His knees seeped from repeated scrapes. He didn’t care. He didn’t want to be noticed. He always tried to find a place to disappear. Behind a tree or bush, or around a corner where…

In 1956, Ruth Graham built a rustic home high on Black Mountain above Montreat, N.C. Meanwhile, her famous husband, Billy, conducted large evangelistic campaigns in distant parts of the world. Her pièce de résistance was an old diving board she found at the county dump. She placed it as the mantle over the cavernous stone living room fireplace with these words carved into the wood: “Eine Feste Burg Ist Unser Gott” (“A Mighty Fortress Is Our God”). Ruth designed and constructed for her husband an…

“For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.” - Isaiah 55:9 “And further, by these, my son, be admonished: of making many books there is no end; and much study is a weariness of the flesh. - Eccl. 12:12 “Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.” - Eccl. 12:13 “But the natural man receives not the things of the Spirit of God: for they are fooli…

Our hummingbird feeder has six flower-shaped openings. In the summer, hummers sipped at each flower. Seeing green, black, and cinnamon-colored birds enjoying a drink together is a beautiful sight. More often, only one or two were able to snatch a quick drink before being chased off by others. My granddaughter and I enjoyed watching their antics through the living room window. Hearing intense racket, we observed two green hummers chasing each other away from the feeder. When one winged in to eat…

Why does God seek praise from His people? He is perfect. Does He need our praise? I confess, I thought it a bit self-serving. God, forgive me. He doesn’t need our praise, He wants it. Why? Here is what I believe. Praise is pleasing to God. God created people for fellowship with Him. We are His children. Just as we crave close relationships with our offspring, He desires closeness with us. What does fellowship have to do with praise? When we worship God, we remind ourselves who He is and why …