Yet ~ Still ~ Despite

They are young and the time is short. If I turn around they’ll be gone and the grandmothers say it goes by like that. But some days, it takes an external force pushing me, propelling me. Even with a fierce mama’s heart and love, there are days when I am...

Forgiven and Walking

I heard it somewhere, sometime ago— a statement about God’s love and judgment… and that when talking of God’s love, to make sure to mention judgment, too. But, it isn’t necessarily that a person is ignoring all other parts of God’s...

Tender

chords float in the wind fill my soul the notes drown empty spaces soak like nothing else a dry, withering, empty, cracked ground needs water, a replenishing, a pouring to sprout shoots, seedlings, full with the promise of fruit, replete with the hope and desire of a...

Smaller than a Millimeter

Yesterday I sat beside him with a ruler and showed him how small a millimeter is, and how many of them it takes to make a centimeter, and I thought about how quickly the numbers get big when the distance is so small, that 10 centimeters equals 100 millimeters…...

He Came as a Child

I love the pencil scrawls of a young child. The words are out of proportion, misspelled, and the sentences are incomplete and full of grammar mistakes. But, I love to read and see these early attempts at writing. It is a glimpse into the thoughts of that young child....

I am a Fraction

My youngest is learning about fractions. For example: If you divide a circle into four equal parts, and shade one of those parts, then what fraction of the circle is shaded?  Answer: 1/4 It got me thinking, though, about people, and how all of us are like fractions,...

Learning Love

“God’s love is meteoric, his loyalty astronomic, His purpose titanic, his verdicts oceanic. Yet in his largeness nothing gets lost; Not a man, not a mouse, slips through the cracks. How exquisite your love, O God! How eager we are to run under your wings, To eat...

Empty to be Full

Today’s Five Minute Writing Prompt: FULL Instructions: Write for five minutes, no editing. Link your post here, (at the gypsymama.com), and encourage the person who wrote before you by telling them what their words meant to you. Want to give it a try? Click here...