Welcome
Storybook tales for grown-up hearts, but safe for the whole family.
Whimsical stories for children. Deeper stories for grown-ups. And a little something for anyone who has ever loved someone enough to miss them.
Well, it seems you've stumbled your way onto a heavenly garden path where reflections of the Light of God's love are carefully sown, playfully nurtured, and lovingly gathered — a harvest of stories, lessons, laughter, and the enduring hope of faithful love for Jesus.
This is a place where you will find laughter that teaches, parables that play, and allegories that really should know better — but somehow keep getting their hands caught in the metaphorical cookie jar.
Click here for Pawpaw's Little Angels Stories
“Step into Pawpaw’s little world — where three small angels tumble through wiggles, light, and laughter, and every moment is stitched together with grace, hope, and love.”
Come on in.
Follow Pawpaw’s Little Angels — Gracie, Luna, and Rosie — through unexpected discoveries and whimsical adventures in Heaven and on Earth, bringing glimpses of God’s Light wherever they go.
Inspired by faith, hope, love, and of course imagination, these three little miracles weave tales of grace, joy, humor, and wonder — keeping hearts connected along the way.
[👎👎👎]🤢 — “Cauz Theez Storeez STINK! 😏”
Theez littl so-call'd angelz are UGLEE and they stink like smellee cheez and old shooz.
And they are SOOO annoy-sum. The storeez are all-ways like, “They did this!” and “They did that!” becuz they are so holee and goodee-goodee and suchins.
Also, nobodee ASKS mee even if I WANT to heer bout how nise they arez — cause I DOESN'T agin!
I woodn't reed it even if you PAYD me.
THREE HUNN DRED BIG STINKY THUMBZ DOWN!!!
~ Mister So‑not‑Empressd
(I'm not Snide, so stop sayin its me!)
Well now, it wouldn’t surprise me if more stories came running around the corner any moment now — and possibly with a little too much enthusiasm.
Gripes? What's he doing here? Bring some joy into our lives and shoo!
Fair warning: These pages may contain traces of tiny fingerprints and footprints, cherubic nonsense, unreasonable amounts of glitter and giggles... and — is that bubblegum?
Pawpaw: “Oh, come on, girls. Can't we keep this in the kiddie section? And could someone please explain why there's a baby squirrel in the kitchen?”
Luna: “I found him! He needed foods and attentions!”
Rosie: “I make cookie!”
Aunt Bee: “Rosie…sweetheart… that is not cookie dough. Where did you even get that?”
So smile along with us and share, if you dare, their bright Stories of Sonshine and blessed Adventures, impatiently waiting to peek into your heart…
Pawpaw's Little Angels
“Bless It Good!”
😇 Halo Tip: Heaven’s timing is never late — just on cue.
“Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and comes down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.”