by Prasanta | May 23, 2017 | flowers, Gospel, Growth, Journey, Pain, Path, Poetry, Purpose, Seasons, Spring
As blades shoot upward Break through the dirt It can hurt, you know Perhaps they are Oblivious to pain Or perhaps they endure This birth This purpose This emergence This existence For simply A few sunrises A few sunsets And some rain and sun In the in-between When...
by Prasanta | Jan 20, 2017 | God, God's love, Poetry, Promises, Purpose
image source Presence Like snowflakes that softly fall, so is my love for you, landing gently around you, enveloping you like a cloud, a covering of white. You will feel me, not as a coldness, as the real snow of a real winter, or like the breath of this...
by Prasanta | Mar 28, 2016 | Poetry, Purpose
Solved Lost variables in a vortex of unknowns Seeking an answer, a solution Seeking our identity Seeking to be known… What is the value of our unknown? More or less? Equal to, greater than, or less than? We’re looking for our value Hoping to be plugged in Somewhere...
by Prasanta | Dec 8, 2014 | Beauty, Becoming Whole, Purpose
“I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.” ~Michelangelo He comes in with tools of various kinds. The tools don’t look like the usual types, but they do a similar sort of work as a carpenter or sculptor. Work begins on...
by Prasanta | Nov 1, 2014 | Purpose, Work
Her hands form dough, which she rolls into flatbread. She makes tea, every single day, with a sprinkle of cardamom or fennel. That was not always the case. Once, a very long time ago, she was a teacher. And a writer. Once, many years ago, she won an award from a BBC...
by Prasanta | Oct 18, 2014 | Purpose
Second place. In high school, I finished second in my graduating class. And while that may seem like an accomplishment, and I was indeed proud of it– still, it was second place. Not first. In college, I auditioned to be an emcee for a special show. I encouraged...
by Prasanta | Feb 24, 2012 | Beauty, Becoming Whole, Five Minute Friday, Purpose
He comes in with tools of various kinds. The tools don’t look like the usual types, but they do a similar sort of work as a carpenter or sculptor. Work begins on the project. Parts are cut off, sections are chiseled. Gradually, a form begins to take shape. If...
by Prasanta | Jul 12, 2011 | Encouragement, Purpose, Wonder
On the surface, the beautiful green woods look like ordinary woods. Yet a hidden danger lurks on the forest floor. Sinkholes. Literally hundreds of them. One of those sinkholes is where I enter, and traverse underground to see the cave, or at least a part of it. The...
by Prasanta | Jul 4, 2011 | Home, Memories, One Thousand Gifts, Past, Purpose, Thankfulness, Time, Treasures
Are you grabbing the tails of flying kites, like dreams, and letting them fly you, busting open sorrowful seams? Days whiz past us and are we too busy to see the gifts and dreams God’s already given to you and to me? It’s one reason I stop, count, and slow...
by Prasanta | Mar 2, 2011 | Beauty, Family, God's love, Holy Spirit, Hope, Jesus, Purpose, Quotes, Treasures
Do you have a treasure chest? Perhaps you have an old, hand-crafted chest with a unique story attached to it. Or, perhaps your chest is homemade, decorated by you or someone you know. Or, maybe your special chest is a store-bought one, filled with jewelry or other...
