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Anchor

This hope we have as an anchor of the soul, a hope both sure and steadfast and one which enters within the veil,…” —Hebrews 6:19, NAS Our souls need the heft, something to hold us in place, some kind of fixing force that keeps us from swaying, a tangible preponderance of certainty, a degree ofContinue reading “Anchor”

The Labor of His Soul, Isaiah 53:11, NKJV

My servant grew up in the Lord’s presence like a tender green shoot, like a root in dry ground. There was nothing beautiful or majestic about his appearance, nothing to attract us to him. He was despised and rejected—a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. — Isaiah 53:2-3, NLT It sometimes feels as thoughContinue reading “The Labor of His Soul, Isaiah 53:11, NKJV”

Subtle Shades

Our great desire is that you will keep on loving others as long as life lasts, in order to make certain that what you hope for will come true. — Hebrews 6:11, NLT They waited for someone to notice, so tiny and, from a distance, nondescript, a little sprinkle of white barely noticeable by evenContinue reading “Subtle Shades”

Dawn

I write in purple ink, lean into the lavender and lilac hues of blooms, linger in the violet and orchid sounds that resonate in the deep vibrations of the cello, dream of fields of thistle and heather, live in moods of mauve and periwinkle, long to paint my home with the dust of amethysts, allowContinue reading “Dawn”

Little Reminders

I walked past a sea of yellow laughter, the joy tangible enough to breathe, and I wished the whole world could gather these bright blooms, push them deep into pockets, a little sunshine to harken us back, just the way Zuzu’s treasured petals reminded George Bailey of his wonderful life. —C.L. Fisher, March 2021 UnlessContinue reading “Little Reminders”

Swooning

The sun hangs on long in the evening, slow to nestle under cover of the horizon, reminding me that summer nights are coming, s’mores and starlight, fireflies and cricket song, and several “just-a-few-more” minutes with you in the silver path of a summer moon swooning in the comfort of our settled love. —C.L. Fisher, MarchContinue reading “Swooning”

Leavings

A crumpled page of some fragmented composition, a canvas with one lone stoke washed upon it, a partially molded bit of clay, a tattered bolt of forgotten cloth, an unraveling of yarn where the needles stopped….Art abandoned becomes a message of its own, the leavings of a heart, expression left untold. —C.L. Fisher, March 2021Continue reading “Leavings”

Diffusing Beauty

Maybe flowers weep, heaving sadness up through the stem and down the tender leaves, distilling living beauty into the vapor of perfume so that at least their scent will be carried into a world too busy to slow into an awareness that beauty lives everywhere. —C.L. Fisher, March 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all content, including writingContinue reading “Diffusing Beauty”

The Depths We Miss

Too often we hurry past a universe of beauty, depths just waiting to remind us that we live on a remarkable planet amid an astounding variety of created life. There is art in places we never think to look, there is loveliness that you must pause to see, so still your being and perceive theContinue reading “The Depths We Miss”

Going Home

Then Christ will make His home in your hearts as you trust in Him. Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong. 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 3:17-18, NLTContinue reading “Going Home”