Author: Faith Williams
The Reverend’s Daughter, Chapter 3 “Sundays, Songs, and Surprises”
The trumpeter and the crowd held out the last note of a hymn, and the Saturday night street service came to a finish. Five-year-old Marilyn was used to all of t...
The Reverend’s Daughter, Chapter 2 “One Sunday Night”
One day, four-year-old Marilyn was in her room when suddenly she heard Mother call, “Come, Marilyn! We have to eat supper before church starts!” Mar...
Something in the Sky
Something in the sky looks promising In a strange and marvelous way Something in the sky looks promising And it brightens up my day Something in the sky Shows ...
No Man’s Land
A boy yearned for adventure To see the Great Unknown So he got ready to leave The place that he called home “Where will you go, son?” his father ask...
The Reverend’s Daughter, Chapter One “Marilyn Elaine”
This is written in memory of my grandma, Marilyn E. Williams (October 1936 – November 2017) and based on stories she told us. ^^^^^^^^^ One October day in...
Nighttime
I am waiting for the morn To break into the night I am waiting for the morn The dawn’s bright early light Patience and peace shall get me through This still and...
A Quick Note
Today a poem of mine called “A Chance” was featured on my sister’s blog: Sisters On Our Knees. (It is a very nice blog, by the way!) Here is t...
Our Regency Ball
I know this does not fit the theme of most of my posts, but one of my friends suggested I do a post about the Regency ball we had on October 22. It was held at ...