By Cindy Koch - She took a deep breath and took hold of the aged shopping cart handle. One arm struggled to bend her daughter’s leg, while the other arm hoisted the baby awkwardly above the metal basket. Anchoring one foot behind the closest wheel to keep the cart from rolling away, she wiggled the … Continue reading Solving the Struggle of Mom
By Cindy Koch - It was early in the morning; the pain was still dull and distant. I looked up at a quiet, blank celling considering the severity of this discomfort, but I knew it had only begun. Taking one last look around the dark and familiar room, I soaked in a moment of rest before it started up again. Inhale… exhale… Ouch. That … Continue reading Own Your Curse
By Cindy Koch - Sugar, spice, and everything nice—what are little girls made of? As a mother to four little girls, I have undoubtedly asked this question since the day they were born. Parents are created to encourage and teach their children to the best of their ability. And for years I have asked this … Continue reading What makes a Wonder Woman?
By Cindy Koch - I’m ashamed for her. I mean, there she is, acting like a fool again. She had every chance to turn her life around. Since her new life, she now knows what God really wants for her. She was almost over the mountain of her painful past. She was on her way … Continue reading Fool-Proof Baptism
By Cindy Koch - I wonder. I worry. I have a million choices and decisions, but what if I make the wrong one? Am I really serving God? Maybe I am serving myself. Is my failure an indication that my faith isn’t strong enough? Am I in danger of losing the grace, mercy, and love … Continue reading Serve the Lord with Guilt
By Cindy Koch - I’ve always had a hard time with other moms. I am a mom. I’ve known many moms throughout my life. But if you are familiar with friendship among women, you know what I mean. Inevitably, tension builds as moms get to know each other. At first, of course, friendships blossom. We … Continue reading Mom vs. Mom
By Cindy Koch - In darkness, her eyelashes clumped together from new, stinging tears. Shivers prickled behind her ears. Her stomach twisted from disgust. She could feel the heavy breath of the man hiding next to her. But she couldn’t look at him. She cringed at every distressed sigh she heard from him. Silent, agonizing … Continue reading Her Name Was Death