by Prasanta | Apr 30, 2020 | Life, Seasons, Time, Work, Writing, writing journey
We’ve heard of kairos time and chronos time. Maybe, tongue in cheek, now we have “pandemic time”. Indeed, how do we define time during a pandemic? There is the slow, thick movement of monotonous days at home during quarantines. Simultaneously, there is the sense of...
by Prasanta | Dec 16, 2018 | Advent, Becoming Whole, Change, Family, Freedom, Friendship, Intentionality, Relationships, Time
Perhaps you will be asked if you will be traveling somewhere this Christmas. Perhaps you will be asked what food item you will contribute to an annual potluck. Perhaps others are expecting you to plan an event because you always plan said event. Perhaps you will be...
by Prasanta | Aug 21, 2018 | Poetry, Summer, Time, Words
Flies, bees, fireflies whirr in summer heat circulating like blood in a heart, pumping much needed oxygen to weary limbs that would die without air What stays, stands near, surrounds, envelops the air, the outline of our skin? Dig a hole, build a fire pit, watch...
by Prasanta | May 9, 2018 | Poetry, Thankfulness, Time
EVERY DAY My hundred-year-old next-door neighbor told me: Every day is a good day *if you have it.* I had to think about that a minute. She said, Every day is a present someone left at your birthday place at the table. Trust me! It may not feel like...
by Prasanta | Apr 26, 2018 | peace, Perspective, Poetry, Quotes, Rest, scripture, Spring, Time
I write these words on a day in late April, the half-gray sky with muted sunshine. The grass is a mild shade of green and the snow has melted, though mini icebergs remain where plows stacked the snow into piles. April is a season of change; a transition from one...
by Prasanta | Apr 22, 2018 | Pain, Quotes, sorrow, Spring, Time
” April was just beginning, and after the warm spring day it turned cooler, slightly frosty, and a breath of spring could be felt in the soft, cold air… And everyone was silent, deep in thought, everything around was welcoming, young, so near— the...
by Prasanta | Apr 7, 2018 | Five Minute Friday, God's Faithfulness, God's love, God's promises, God's Protection, grace, Grief, Journey, surrender, Thankfulness, Time
Too much emptiness facing me, like an abyss. I’m staring into a black hole. It aches, friend. I’m not quite sure what to do, sometimes. I wish I could wrap back up the years and re-do so many things. It’s not that I don’t take joy in watching my kids grow and helping...
by Prasanta | Aug 11, 2017 | Summer, Thankfulness, Time
If I hadn’t walked outside, I would have missed it: this beautiful sight of a rose covered with dew. The morning is cool and gray, and this is a welcome splash of color, a bit of sunshine on the ground with pearly clouds swirling above. But if I had not walked...
by Prasanta | May 13, 2014 | Death, Family, Journey, Spring, Time
Ready to Sleep At the crack of first morning, the sun bleeds through holes in blinds, like a laser, hits my eyes. Wincing, I rise, smooth down hair, straighten covers, stumble on wilted feet. I am small; the world is looming. I am old; the day is young. The morning is...
by Prasanta | Apr 18, 2012 | grace, Hope, Promises, Time, Waiting
“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...
