Small-Town Christian Romance Author Julie Arduini
Weaving faith, family, and chocolate in stories that feel like home
There are times I think my life looks just like this. Rain day after day after day after day. Swampy yard. Wormy smells. Does it ever end? It does. Remember Job? He lost everything to the point that his wife begged him to curse God. Noah? His entire view was a swamp. As in all…
There are times I think my life looks just like this. Rain day after day after day after day. Swampy yard. Wormy smells. Does it ever end? It does. Remember Job? He lost everything to the point that his wife begged him to curse God. Noah? His entire view was a swamp. As in all…
There are times I think my life looks just like this. Rain day after day after day after day. Swampy yard. Wormy smells. Does it ever end? It does. Remember Job? He lost everything to the point that his wife begged him to curse God. Noah? His entire view was a swamp. As in all…
Every time I see a cave, I think of the empty tomb. I think about Jesus. What were His first thoughts as He looked and saw the linens? The angels as they received that assignment and positioned themselves? The guards, when the cave started to shake? Mary, when she realized the tomb was empty? The…
Every time I see a cave, I think of the empty tomb. I think about Jesus. What were His first thoughts as He looked and saw the linens? The angels as they received that assignment and positioned themselves? The guards, when the cave started to shake? Mary, when she realized the tomb was empty? The…
Every time I see a cave, I think of the empty tomb. I think about Jesus. What were His first thoughts as He looked and saw the linens? The angels as they received that assignment and positioned themselves? The guards, when the cave started to shake? Mary, when she realized the tomb was empty? The…