Melinda Poling
Immersing Ourselves in Light
Hi, I’m Melinda.
I’m a mom, a wife, a friend.
You and I profoundly affect the lives around us with every choice we make.
Have you ever wanted someone to hold the candle of hope to your path? I’m here to cheer you on as you engage with your people, have courageous conversations, and wait for fruit to develop.
I write to encourage moms on their journey as daughters of the King, as wives, and as mothers. And I write stories for their children so they can experience the light of Christ and appreciate the vivid colors of our Creator and His creation.
I help moms find light, joy, and truth in every corner of life.
~ Melinda Poling ~
I have a gift for you!
I write to encourage the mom who doesn’t have it all figured out—and who, like me, seeks relationship more than formula.
~ Melinda Poling ~
What Readers Are Saying…
Melinda is a sweet homeschooling mamma, writer, and friend, to name a few. I’ve known her since I was a little kid going to their church and participating in field trips together. She writes out of a passion and heart for children to hear and know the love of God. Not only can she write it well, but she lives it well. ~ Annamarie Casey
God brought Melinda into my life when I was a brand new mother of two little boys. About a decade ahead of me in her mothering journey, she seemed to be this saintly, wise, and beautiful, “Mother of Many Nations” with her then seven sons. Over the years, as our lives have woven in and out, I have come to see that she is this and much, much more. Melinda candidly speaks the truth in love, and seasons hard topics with grace. Raising children is hard and Melinda gets it. But HOPE is what I find after a few moments spent with this dear lady. Listen to her words, and you also will walk away encouraged. ~ Rachael Burley
Melinda may just be the most heartfelt, caring, nurturing mom and author I know. Anything she produces will certainly touch deep into the soul. ~ Jesse Rivas
Recent Articles
Christmas 1980 – A Family Renewed
The calm wrapped around me like a blanket that Christmas morning over forty years ago. Our hundred-year-old home, decorated in holly and white twinkling lights, held a freshness it didn’t have before. Mom lit a candle on the coffee table—face glowing with her new...
Homeless No More
Here is a true story I stumbled upon a few weeks ago, and I’ve received permission to share it with you. At the store, I talked to a checker I’ve known for years. As she rang up our family’s groceries, she shared a story from her life that I’d never heard. In her...
Flashlight Power
Never in my life had I wanted a flashlight . . . until. Well, let me explain. Flashlights give me headaches. One flash in the wrong direction and I’m seeing spots and then get an instant headache. If I avoid them, I’m fine. Besides, they are rarely where I need them...
Chipples Set Free
Perhaps you remember a certain chocolate puppy we thought we would keep for our eight-year-old son last spring. Well, we realized we needed to expand the lineage of our little home business, raising chocolate and silver labs. We decided instead to purchase a chocolate...
Are We There Yet?
As parents we’ve all heard these words. Maybe on the way to a new park or a friend’s house, or maybe on vacation. We were on a road trip just last week from our home in Oregon to Silverwood, in Idaho, when we heard these words. With three hours behind us and five...
Mountain or MOUNTAIN?
One sunny day our youngest son and I were driving north on a backroad to town. “Caleb,” I said, “look at the mountain!” I stared in awe at Mount Hood in front of me, glistening white with entrenched, blue shadows. “Where, Mom? Do you mean the sawdust pile?” His eight...