C.L. Fisher

Packing for Winter

A scattering of green valentines had spilled upon the ground, and I bent down to wonder at the beauty when she appeared, scurried under and over the heart-shaped leaves, her long, thin legs trying to fold and pack the tender green into her lady-bug back, as if storing summer’s love letters to read in winter.Continue reading “Packing for Winter”

Thorns in Our Flesh

Moses stumbled in his speech, a cry of I can’t raised before God, and I relate well to that doubting demeanor; I carry my own why-not and not-me reasons, a quiver of debate strapped to my back, my sharp defenses pulled taunt and shot from a distance, but God doesn’t ask for our excuses, justContinue reading “Thorns in Our Flesh”

A Fairy-Tale

I lost myself in an birch tree, wandering around the chalky leaves while following that smooth white tree-skin to a knot like a snout, a curved line making his wrinkled mouth, and another arching like a brow hanging low over his one good eye. I stood back to see his bark-face grin and realized heContinue reading “A Fairy-Tale”

Walking Into October

Early in the morning, just as the sun rose high enough to warm without blinding us, we walked into October. The birds sang that cheery song that seems a release of summer’s heat, a heralding for the tucked-in time of nesting in the warmth of home. The curl of leaves taking on the hues ofContinue reading “Walking Into October”

Finding Poetry

I find it in the spilling autumn leaves, the harvesting of apples, the ladybug clinging to clover, the lavender dawning on a new horizon, the fire of one lone star sparking through a cloudy dusk — the moment my heart knew beauty was created by God, at that instance, I knew poetry. —C.L. Fisher, October 2020 Unless otherwise indicated, allContinue reading “Finding Poetry”

God Alone

And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep His love is. —Ephesians 3:18 We have moments of clarity, soul-deep perceptions, when in epiphany we are tucked in the love of God, quiet and aware enough to soak in the truth ofContinue reading “God Alone”

Bright Air & Ashes

It catches me sometimes when I’m unaware, when I step out to feel the warmth on my face, to hear the birds, the bright air in full sun that tastes of dirt and light, like the earth after a blue-sky rain — the taste of childhood. That scent takes me to swings and trees, toContinue reading “Bright Air & Ashes”

Keepers

The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it. The world and all its people belong to him. —Psalm 24:1, NLT We miss so many details from our standing perch and our fast nod-and-walk-by approach to life. To really see one must get down into the living, spend time under trees, on the ground amidContinue reading “Keepers”

Holding Pattern

I’ve pushed my jackets and sweaters back to the far corner of my closet, again. They had a brief airing, a few days of wearing before sunny summer woke from but a brief nap. We all long for that cozy-time, snuggle under hoodies and drink hot cocoa nights; our pumpkin lattes and pumpkin sconesContinue reading “Holding Pattern”

Overcoming

So let’s not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t give up. — Galatians 6:9, NLT A stem may be bruised and insistent thorns assert a painful protection, but the petals still bloom, a fragrance still lifts, seeds disperse, andContinue reading “Overcoming”