As I write this, my family and I are on “holiday” at one of our favorite places in all the world…Oak Island, North Carolina. We love this place not so much for what it is, but rather for the memories it holds for us. My husband came here as a boy with his family. Many years later, he brought along a young girl who was absolutely smitten with him and would later become his wife. In turn, we have brought our own little ones over the years…visiting all our familiar spots, taking all the same pictures, and watching time do its bittersweet work as our children grow and change. ...Keep Reading
I knew what she was trying to do...Keep Reading
All summer long I have been the spectator to a nest full of baby swallows. As they emerged from their eggs with feathers matted down, they were completely helpless and fragile. They had nothing to offer the world by way of contribution except for noise and endless mess. ...Keep Reading
I was sitting across from him on the couch, trying to make him understand...Keep Reading
The events of that April morning are forever etched in my memory. It was 6:30 a.m. when my phone rang. At this point in our lives just the sound of the phone ringing was enough to take my breath away. My husband placed his hand on mine as if to steady me for whatever may come next. “Hello?” “Hey, Sis, it’s me,” my brother’s tired voice met my ear. “Her breathing’s changed. If you want to be here, you better come on. I don’t think we have much time.”...Keep Reading
I love the 73rd Psalm...Keep Reading
Welcome to Corrie's Corner. This blog is a compilation of the articles written by Pastor's wife, Corrie Mooneyham, and originally published in the monthly Chapel Chimes. We will add to the blog as time allows and as new articles are available. We hope you enjoy these poignant, encouraging and sometimes funny writings....Keep Reading
I remember that morning well. I was sitting at my usual table, waiting for my shift to start at the small coffee shop where I was employed, when she walked in. To say that she was a difficult customer was an understatement to those of us responsible for serving her. My fellow employees and I had our own version of “drawing straws” to see who would have the unfortunate task of taking her order. I remember thinking, “Why does she even come here? She seems to hate everything.”...Keep Reading
In his book, The Screwtape Letters, C. S. Lewis describes the character Screwtape, a senior demon writing to his nephew and understudy, Wormwood, to speak of humanity’s fear of the ordinary, the routine, the “Same Old Thing.” He instructs Wormwood in this way:...Keep Reading
“If we hold tightly to anything given to us, unwilling to allow it to be used as the Giver means it to be used, we stunt the growth of the soul. What God gives us is not necessarily ‘ours’ but only ours to offer back to Him, ours to relinquish, ours to lose, ours to let go of…”—Elisabeth Elliott...Keep Reading
