Our hearts are called to minister to the "bruised reeds and smoldering wicks" of life through music. Many of our songs are wrapped around themes of limitless grace and God's relentless pursuit of the lost, the broken, the weary, and the prodigals. Artists from all over the world including Australia, Ireland, Finland, even Israel, have recorded our songs. Stateside Indies also include – Trish Standley, Chad Boswell, The Dayspring Trio and many, many more. We have been selected as winners in the SONG OF THE YEAR & Contemporary Christian Songwriters' contests several times.
By Greg and Linda Smith, 2013-04-17
She stood on the tallest piece of furniture, arms raised, legs in a crouching position, ready to jump with her entire being. Of course, I was standing on high alert waiting to see what great feat she was about to perform.
The last time we had played the “see how far you can jump” game, she wanted me to stand close enough to reach her with my arms. That episode is covered in A VERY GROWN UP STORY . This time, however, she asked for something very different. She said, “Don’t catch me, Nana, just don’t let me fall.”
She wanted to feel the exhilaration of free jumping and landing on the mattress on her own, but with the full knowledge that I would not let her fall and get hurt. (Come on, you know you did the same thing at your grandparents’ house.)
So, I stood aside watching her leap with joy, hair flying in the air, grinning so big her cheeks were nearly in her eyes. I really could not tell you who enjoyed it more – her or me.
As so often happens, I see great parallels in the growth of a child and our growth as Christians. Sometimes, we are so timid in our leaps of faith, that there is no joy in the jump. Like a child – I want to say to my Father, “I’m jumping, Lord, with great delight, enjoying the flight in mid-air, trusting completely that you won’t let me fall!”
By Greg and Linda Smith, 2013-04-27
The morning sun seemed to kiss the dew on the grass as it rose above the burgeoning lushness of the trees in the backyard. I noticed several new flower shoots had pushed their way out of the earth ostensibly overnight, extremely noticeable as they were on a particularly barren piece of ground.
A spontaneous grin, not smile, along with an involuntary giggle, interrupted my somber thoughts in a most delightful way, for yesterday I had gone to visit my brother, Alan, in the hospital and was standing at the window praying for him when I saw the sweet greenery on that unsightly bald spot of land.
You see, Alan had planted that flower several years back. I suppose he must have had mercy on me and my husband, Greg, for we can kill houseplants and my brother can make any type of foliage, not only grow, but also thrive. In that moment, a seed he had planted, unnoticed for months, had sprung forth at the appointed time blessing the earth with its beauty and my heart with its history and its lesson.
The beauty of the blossom is obvious, the history , a memory that becomes more fragrant with the years as I recall his constant muttering about how it might or might not live, and though no grass or weed has managed to take root on this pitiful piece of ground, that flower shows up and shows off!
I am speaking both literally and figuratively when I say to go wherever you can as often as you can and plant as many seeds as possible. Plant them where it appears obvious that they will grow and flourish but also plant the seeds where it may seem as though nothing could possibly grow.
 “And let us not lose heart and grow weary and faint in acting nobly and doing right, for in due time and at the appointed season we shall reap, if we do not loosen and relax our courage and faint.” You may not even be privy to the knowledge when a seed of encouragement, exhortation, love, hope, peace, wisdom, kindness or any other noble genus will burst forth in a person’s life at JUST THE RIGHT TIME!
 Galatians 6:9 – Amplified Bible