Jenny Muscatell

A Closer Look at the Book of Ruth (CSB) It is known that there was a famine in the land - one that was hungry on its own accord,...

The world presses down heavy. The fog of uncertainty lingers as arms carry burdens too heavy to bear. The autopilot numbness you are so...

The weight of time slips through windows making shadows bounce in already darkened places. Its silent approach emerges from deep, like...

CHD, Heart Moms, Im sorry how you know.

I bargain with myself to get out of bed. I hide under covers of polyester and cotton – a tucked-in heap of mess. It’s warm there and the...

Winter without him froze the air. Crashing cold winds rattle the window panes and noisy darkness wakes me. My eyes squint and struggle to...

Eyes rest hidden behind lashes gently shut. My mind drifts to a time before. The wind rushes through dried brown branches and the leaves...