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No matter what stage we go through in our walk with Jesus, we need encouragement, and we need to experience His joy and peace. Jesus brings us joy and peace during troubling times if we walk in His truth according to His Word. I hope these poems strengthen your relationship with our great God and Savior Jesus Christ.

Being used to a diet of organised crime, drug manufacturing, smuggling, and dealing in all its many forms, and attacks on them by assassins working for the Russian, and the Chinese, governments, all as a result of their association with Chief Inspector Macdonald, Sinead Grogan and Christopher Caine had been afraid they might find life boring when they gave up working for Macdonald and became private detectives, instead but they were wrong. Fresh from their first success as private eyes Grogan and Caine found themselves surrounded by crooks aplenty when employed by the owner of a hotel in ...

Short Stories by Texas Authors – Volume 10 (2025) showcases the range and punch of contemporary Texas storytelling—gritty realism, luminous literary work, and bold imagination—curated by Texas Authors Press, a division of the Texas Authors Museum & Institute of History. Drawn from the annual short story contest and arranged by score, this limited 2025 edition moves from a motel-room survival in Cheryl King’s “A Wonderful Horrible Life” to myth-forged courage in Emeryl Williams’s “Guardian of the High Reaches: The Story of Jul and Ari,” then roots itself in place with B. ...

When local councillor Warren Hescott reluctantly agreed to a tree planting ceremony he didn't want, in order to celebrate his twenty five years of service to the community, he said he'd only take part in the event if the tree planted in his honour was the special cedar he knew his old enemy, Hereward Gordon, the former Director of Parks had, out of pure bloody mindedness after being forced to take early retirement, secreted away in his garden in one of the lodges in the grounds of the Hall before he went, rather than using the tree to complete the main avenue of the Hall as he should have ...

The Shropshire Hills, summer 1990. The gardens of an old house, Moorecroft House, which had stood there amongst the hills for so long, it seemed to almost be a part of them. If the man in Elizabethan costume who had appeared out of the mist that lay across the gardens that morning was a ghost, how come no one had ever heard of any ghosts and hauntings connected to them before? And if he wasn't a ghost, why did no one who worked in the gardens seem ever to have heard of him, or the horrific double murder he said had happened back in the 1960s,involving a man and a woman who'd worked in the ...

Being used to a diet of organised crime, drug manufacturing, smuggling, and dealing in all its many forms, and attacks on them by assassins working for the Russian, and the Chinese, governments, all as a result of their association with Chief Inspector Macdonald, Sinead Grogan and Christopher Caine had been afraid they might find life boring when they gave up working for Macdonald and became private detectives, instead but they were wrong. In their youth they had been into banning the bomb, not making them, but when a group of determined former CND women were faced with the prospect of an ...

Local gossip said the burned out cottage at the edge of the marshes, and the stretch of beach that lay in front of it, was haunted. By the ghost of a girl who used to live there, but who set fire to it one day, then deliberately walked into the sea to drown herself, when someone let it be known that the lover she had lived there with had betrayed her with another woman, before abandoning her completely, by going off to fight on the battlefields of First World War France. Dying there as well, so local gossip said. Local gossip didn’t say who the woman had been, or the name of the soldier ...

The body of a man slumped beside the ruins of a house in the woods, whispering dying words about a ‘Destroying Angel’. The body of another man laying in the cottage the first man had lived in; clutching a package to his chest he’d stolen from someone who had just killed him in an unsuccessful attempt to get it back. No good retiring to Shropshire if it’s a quiet life you’re looking for. Not as long as Chief Inspector Macdonald is still there pulling the strings.

This is a podcast about learning to overcome your abuse/trauma from a survivor. In this series, we deep dive into what poor programming does to you and how to change your life by accepting some simple truths and learning from the difficult lessons you have already lived through. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Do you feel like you are not getting the whole story from the media? Do you feel as if the media is trying to force their opinion on you? Do you want to dig deeper into one of the most debated issues in the United States today? If so, Untold Immigration is the podcast for you. Each episode, Don Rosenberg, and I, Brian Taylor, will deep dive into the immigration issue. Our goal is to bring you a perspective that is lacking in the media today. We will deep dive into the law, and explain things in everyday language. We will speak with victims of crime that go ignored by the media. We will speak ...

Being used to a diet of organised crime, drug manufacturing, smuggling, and dealing in all its many forms, and attacks on them by assassins working for the Russian, and the Chinese, governments, all as a result of their association with Chief Inspector Macdonald, Sinead Grogan and Christopher Caine had been afraid they might find life boring when they gave up working for Macdonald and became private detectives, instead but they were wrong. Working undercover at Greenvale Manor, a private school for girls, situated in the Welsh Marches, passing themselves off as a teacher of Welsh Studies ...

The writer, still working as a parish clerk has moved to a different village where a previous clerk has left him looking for missing gravestones

Look out for the wind the old man said for it may be changing and pointing towards Madragora again. And where is Madragora the young man asked I don’t believe you ever explained that to me fully. A land of dragons sorcerers, elves and pixies is where it is, the old man said and if you watch the movements of the weather vane we fashioned out of dragons gold for the purpose carefully enough it will guide you there because it doesn’t ever point an any other direction than towards Madragora and then only monetarily. Loose that moment as the wind changes and you might never find your way to it.

When Caroline Meredith was a child and her father often went off on trips without her. He always told he couldn’t take her with him because he was chasing the dragon and she would see him as a sort of a St George figure as result. One day after he’d failed to return from one of those trips, and she’d had to investigate his disappearance, she found out what he’d been doing on them and how he had earned his family’s fortune.

Middleton Hall was an eighteenth century landscape garden with lake, woodlands, statuary and buildings originally designed by Humphrey Repton, now swallowed up by urban sprawl. The Borough Council had purchased it from its last noble owner during the 1930s, when local authorities still had the funds for such extravagances, and turned it into a public park. Now, in 1983, it was an anachronism, an uneasy mixture of olde worlde gardens and up to date recreational facilities. The park, like most of the people attracted to work in it, or visit it, was a square peg in the round hole of a forward ...

I was startled by a sudden stirring of the body in front of me as I stooped above it, looking down into a pair of surprisingly alert eyes. He reached up a hand to grasp my arm fiercely as his lips struggled to form the words he was trying to say. “Why…didn’t… they… …?” He gasped, breaking off with the effort of speaking. “Don’t try to talk. I’ll go for help.” I freed myself from his grasp as gently as I could. Standing up again and turning to go. “Too late for that.” He said weakly, “I’m done for. I’ve seen it happen too many times before.” His eyes closed ...

Dive into the shadowy world of '12 Blackened Petals,' where the ordinary collides with the divine. Follow Sam, a young man thrust into godhood overnight, as he grapples with newfound power and a darker soul within. This gripping tale of duality and redemption unfolds in a modern world filled with moral complexities and relentless action, enhanced by a theatrical soundtrack and immersive sound effects. Tune in for a podcast experience that will leave you questioning the boundaries of good and evil. Hosted by Ausha. See ausha.co/privacy-policy for more information.

The "Higher Ed Breakfast Club" is a dynamic and engaging podcast dedicated to exploring the multifaceted world of higher education as well as all things breakfast! Join the hosts and their guests each week as they cover a variety of topics in the higher education space and the many, many, many breakfast options available in the world. What a time to be alive!