He is Here

    The spirit hovered over the waters. Before it all began, His breath was here, blowing dreams into being. Mighty oaks, redwoods, the earth’s crater-bowls of oceans, large blocks of land, the unending sky… all were here in the beginning. He...

Bits of Chocolate

I like imagining and thinking and conjuring. I could easily spend way too much time dreaming. I’m kind of a dreamer. But, I realize that what I’m imagining, what I’m thinking, what I’m dreaming is but only a tiny sliceo of the real pie. Here I...

More Than…

What I give: Enough. What He gives? More than. When I’m fed up, I say, “I’ve had enough!” What He says? “I AM.” What I offer? Just. What He offers me? More than. It’s always this, Him giving more than, Him being more than. The...

The Real

Pasty, smiley “I’m fine, I’m fine.” Walk around with chalk and smoke is all that is left behind. But… True says, “Not so fine.” Truth says, “I need you.” Truth says, “I don’t want to be an...

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...

God Doesn’t Need Glasses

“…For the Lord does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.” 1 Samuel16:7 How beautiful are the above words, and how many times have I called upon them for comfort! Yet the same words are also a...

The Mysterious Beautiful… Ache

On Fridays, I often like to participate in a Five Minute Friday writing prompt over here at thegypsymama.com. Today’s prompt is “Ache”.  *** GO A friend posted this on her facebook status yesterday: ‎”I walked a mile with Pleasure;/ She chatted...