Beside the Fire

A neighbor brings over a small mint plant (it’s growing like a weed in her yard) and asks if I would like it. I imagine the taste of sweet mint sun-tea in the summer and homemade mint chutney, and I graciously accept. I had wanted mint, but she couldn’t...

Five Minute Friday: Community

We used to have it. In this culture. But… not so much anymore. Not too long ago, people were out of their homes, more than they are now. Not too long ago, neighbors knew each other by name, and then some. Not too long ago, kids ran around with  the other kids in...

The Mysterious Beautiful… Ache

A friend posted this on her facebook status recently: ‎”I walked a mile with Pleasure;/ She chatted all the way;/ But left me none the wiser/ For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow,/ And ne’er a word said she;/ But, oh! The things I learned...

With

“I and the Father are one.” John 10:30 5 “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. 6 If you do not remain in me, you are like a branch that is thrown away and withers; such...

The Locusts

“God’s promises are like stars– the darker the night, the brighter they shine.” –Jan Coleman, author of  After the Locusts. In the book of Joel, a devastating event occurs, something which will be retold to subsequent generations: Has...

The Day Blooms Red, #685- 699

Resurrection Sunday blooms red. A month early, tulips and daffodils accent the walk to the front door. The day is blustery, sunny, fresh. I attended the Easter service on Saturday night service with my eldest. She joined the orchestra for the weekend services and she...