Author Archive for Cheryl Courtney Semick

The Prayer Chair

Daddy met Jesus in person in the same place he met him in prayer every morning. It was a burgundy recliner, worn from the years and matted down by the sweat of many days of hard work. Next to it…

Plans change

They walked with him for three years. Each had plans of where it was all going. His many references to a kingdom spurred thoughts of overthrowing the current regime and freeing their people from its terror. Such thoughts caused several…

Melancholy March

She doesn’t remember the last time we were together and swears she hasn’t seen me in years. We had lunch last Sunday. This is the month she gave birth to me, but she won’t remember that either. Mom is frail…

Future fears

I remember thinking when I was twelve that the year 2000 was fictional. I was convinced it was a year that belonged in a sci-fi movie and it was scary thinking of living in “the space age.” I remember hearing…

Where to Find the Perfect Gift

Little is known about the Wise Men who traveled from the east to find the Christ Child. Their appearance, barely a few sentences on the pages of Scripture, dissolves so quickly, it begs the question why they have commanded such…

How to Vote

We finally made it to the month that my Daddy talked about most in his last three years on earth: November – specifically, November 6, 2012, Election Day. Seriously, Daddy sent daily e-mails to a large list of family and…

Wire Jewelry

When most girls were playing with dolls, I was rummaging through my Daddy’s wire box in the basement. These multi-colored coated wires of various lengths were abandoned, hopelessly entwined in a huge cardboard box. Most of the wires were white…

Alice Cooper Was Wrong?

Are you still in school? That’s a rhetorical question. The wisest man who ever lived told me you are. I am, too. We are all born into a classroom, and whether we learn or not, the lessons and tests will…