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Cancelled

Say that word out loud — I don’t like the way that it sounds, especially today when precious plans had to be scrapped. The root of this word means to “cross out,” “deface,” “nullify,” from the Latin cancellare, “to make like a lattice,” and I feel that crisscross shadow in lines upon my face,Continue reading “Cancelled”

Life

Fragmented speeches, flashes of faces; bits and pieces, scattered traces; pauses to consider a slant of light, the bend of limbs in a leafless tree, a morning song of a lonely thrush, the final brilliance of a setting sun — all forms of poetry— sighs, stutters, whisperings; running breathlessly, rest and rapid spurts, laughter, tears,Continue reading “Life”

Awakening Thanks

Grief-lined faces fill my mind … scattering my dreams as I shun sleep again…. I know this worn path; once smooth stones become unclimbable when in weakness we bear every affliction alone. Hefting our own pains, we laden on struggles of others, barnacles of immense weight, but there is ease when we release all miseryContinue reading “Awakening Thanks”

Psalm Searching

“The grasslands of the wilderness become a lush pasture and the hillsides blossom with joy.” — Psalm 65:12, NLT The displeasure of my mood suggests that I am in need of a holiday — oh, to luxuriate on warm, sea-side sand, my heavy impression stamped firmly in earth, full face to the sun; or to walkContinue reading “Psalm Searching”

What Abides

“And we have known and believed the love that God has for us. God is love, and he who abides in love abides in God, and God in him.” —1 John 4:16, NKJV Cleaning the messes — a willingness to sweep up crumbs, carry out trash, wash dishes, fold clothes; it is a desire toContinue reading “What Abides”

The Artist

A moonbeam rides along the angled roof and sits in the hollows under eaves outside my window as I consider starlight in drifts, like mist blown on ink. The blue haloed Venus has light distilled to white and then diffused into a translucence of beautiful gauze. Moon, stars, all glorious on God’s obsidian canvas, andContinue reading “The Artist”

Pouring Grace

But my life is worth nothing to me unless I use it for finishing the work assigned me by the Lord Jesus—the work of telling others the Good News about the wonderful grace of God. — Acts 20:24, NLT Joy in buckets, love that flows like water, a giving that frees the soul and sendsContinue reading “Pouring Grace”

Waiting for the Rain

There was a sense of it that morning, a striking mauve sky and touch of humidity; the air just felt heavy. The clouds built all day; giant swells like ocean-foaming waves almost obscured the blue; the winds increased after the day’s heat, and then in the distance I saw a wall of gray, a sheetContinue reading “Waiting for the Rain”

Comfy Pleasures

I knew it would happen; it comes back each year around this time when hot summer surpasses warm spring, and I long for the nip of fall to winter, that sweet chill that begins to require another layer, another cup of tea, and we become lost in moments that linger in clear slants of light Continue reading “Comfy Pleasures”

Good

We’ve become too accustomed to the manufactured — our plastic, microwave dinner existence. This pandemic has driven us onto a seclusion, embedded us within manmade walls as we view life through the looking glass. Let us get outside! We breathe more deeply among the trees, when our skin feels the warmth of sun orContinue reading “Good”