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Stevenson, Tonya

Tippy

By: Tonya Stevenson All of our kids have had special dogs.  They got that love from their father. Our middle daughter, Tavia had one really...

TNT For The Lord

By: Tonya Stevenson We saw a sign along the remote highway, “Hay for sale.”  Needing hay we stopped to get the number.  Ultimately, we would...

Our Very Present Help In Time Of Trouble

By: Tonya Stevenson When I was sixteen, my Mom left her third husband and our beloved mountain valley, moving south to chase the GRA (Girls...

Before They Call He will answer

By: Tonya Stevenson One August afternoon my aunt called, “Tonya, Jim had a tree fall on him. It killed him.” “Jim! Jim who?” There were lots...

The Heavens Declare the Glory of God

By: Tonya Stevenson Tonight it was already dark before I got out, to bring in my milk cow for my bummed calf to suck.  Ellie...

Out Of Joint?

By: Tonya Stevenson Families pass things down, good and bad.  One of the genetic defects of our family was riding rough stock.  Mom handed that...

My First Love

By: Tonya Stevenson I was a most blessed little girl. At three days old I was introduced to the best friend a little girl could...

The Jeep

By: Tonya Stevenson (This is my husband’s story.) In the spring of 1979, on a Saturday night my cousin Rick and I, hit town to go...

My Favorite Branding Memory

  By: Tonya Stevenson Branding, is a busy season of the year, full of hard work that starts many days before the branding. There were the...

How precious the Light

By: Tonya Stevenson I grew up in smothering hopeless evil darkness.  I feel God is leading me to tell you one story of that darkness...
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