Shadows

Shadows     Words  fall like mist upon morning; awaken the dust,   soak dry bones. I wipe off dew and see that you have left your   prints on my flesh. I am no longer a ghost; I move like wind, seek   quiet shadows, and translate their words...

Empty Husks

I place the dried corn husks on the table. Turns out the husks actually work well in lieu of paper plates. It was fellowship night for our small group women’s Bible study, and we did not have paper plates.   When the story begins, we find out she is moving....

The God Who Sees

    He is El Roi, the God who sees. He sees you, He sees me, and that is something I need to know. I need to know that. I need to know that God is writing my story… and He is writing yours. Sometimes, actually often, I can’t see the end or even...

Truth

Truth   A firm place For stubbing toe and A soft place To lay head… Bewitched paradoxed ground with Reeds not bowed by wind. *** The poem above is written in a form called the “Shadorma”, with the following syllabic structure: 3-5-3-3-7-5. I...

God’s Not Dead: a Movie Review (sort-of)

<Warning: spoiler alert! If you have not yet seen the movie, the post below is full of spoilers. > I watched the movie “God’s Not Dead” recently with a group of teens and some parents. Our local movie theater offers a $5 ticket for all movies...

How to Begin the New Year?

I can see it right away, on day one of the New Year. My plans and goals are still hanging on the tree. I know I’m not going to make them happen today, or even tomorrow.  It’s a week later now, and I’m no closer, hanging onto the laziness of the holiday as if it’s my...

Stumbling

Life is curious. You don’t know where you’ll end up, or what you’ll be doing. There are so many things beyond my understanding and beyond explanation. Relationships, at least one or another, is always is trouble, or in need of minor or major repair....

“do not grow weary”

God is putting this verse in front of me lately:  Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.  Galatians 6:9 Discouragement wells inside of me, after the feeling I’ve been given the “grunt...

Appointed Seasons

As September draws to a close, I am reminded that not only is there a designated time and season for summer to end and autumn to arrive, but also appointed seasons in our lives.  I’m in one such season– the years I spend homeschooling. We have a short,...