Krista Lynn Campbell

the face of rejection

With a furrowed brow and curled lips, his chubby hand extracted the orange bite. A quick taste was all my 16-month old grandson needed to reach a verdict. Rejection. I grabbed the small piece of cooked carrot before it landed on the floor where all rejected foods live. During meal time, I recognize the rejection process: … the face…

some gave all

With a firm handshake, the elderly gentleman introduced himself as “jumpin” Jack. His nickname derived from his new hobby: sky diving. Jumpin Jack still has a zest for life at 95 years young. It was a Fourth of July honor to meet Jack, hear his story, and thank him for his service. Young Jack served … some gave…

an exchange

“I wasn’t doing well in several subjects, so my mom and I decided it was best for me to quit school.” ~ Derly I read Derly’s words again, hoping for a different outcome. The second time revealed the same hard truth: Derly quit school. I’ve exchanged letters with this lovely young lady from Colombia since … an exchangeRead…

the long way home

An unfamiliar face walked toward the microphone in the center of the stage. The stranger introduced himself as the drummer in the worship band. A commercial painter who felt the call to preach. He was the drumming painter-preacher, Ryan. Preaching was in Ryan’s blood; his grandfather and father both answered the Call. Now, after wandering … the long…

spreading hope

Her voice dripped with joy and happiness. I turned up the volume to Laurie’s hopeful story. Her son, Micah, wanted nothing to do with her for 2 1/2 years. No contact or communication with her prodigal. Micah considered mom’s rules too strict so he moved in with his father. Now graduating from high school, he … spreading hopeRead…

three little boys

Children are the hands by which we take hold of heaven. ~ Henry Ward Beecher I hustled to keep up with my toddling 15-month grandson. We both walked unsteadily across the mulched playground. Fun times at Tot Lot, a little kid play area constructed on a former landfill. After the sliding board and swings, time for … three little…