Rotten Egg or Live Savior? By Jo Russell

Eight boys between seven and fourteen squeezed into Grandma Brenda’s tiny trailer kitchen. Around a table the size of a placemat, they bumped into each other and cups of dye and eggs. More flats of colored eggs filled the counter, the living room sofa, and lawn chairs...

No Trespassing or Come on In? by Jo Russell

As the sprinklers dribbled out like the last of a canned soda, Betsy stepped into the yard to investigate. Why aren’t they working now? I just fixed them. Then she noticed water bubbling from a hole in the ground. Another sprinkler gone. That’s a dozen times that...

Easter Isn’t Just for Kids by Jo Russell

“Remember that I’m expecting an Easter basket from you on Sunday, Paul. I’ve already got yours together.” “That’s kids’ stuff,” the senior retorted. “Not anymore. Easter is for everyone.” Carol was charmed that her grown children and their spouses surprised each other...

Guided by God’s Starlight by Jo Russell

When Jolene showed up at the Ranger cabin at 6 for a short guided hike to the observatory in the tall trees, she and her sons had all the right equipment: rugged boots and socks, compass, flashlights, and even a lighted key chain! But the first thing the smiling...