Each Day

…that I might sing praises to you and not be silent. —Psalm 30:12 Letting loose gratitude, believing goodness exists,  recognizing we have gifts, good gifts that are worth celebrating, having faith in a hope that never fails… It is love, the messy, full  measure of love, the fruit and lasting truth of love  that encouragesContinue reading “Each Day”

Thanks to Give

Give thanks to him who made the heavenly lights— His faithful love endures forever. — Psalm 136:7 I see the noon sun through a favorite tree, this bur oak that is letting  loose leaves and acorns, returning humus to the earth, a cycle of renewal which requires rest, and these changing leaves and thinning treesContinue reading “Thanks to Give”

Light Will Break

We are all broken — that’s how the light gets in. — Unknown If you wait, light will break in the most splendid ways, and to be still in that bright focus of a truth that has never stopped changes everything. —C.L. Fisher, November 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the workContinue reading “Light Will Break”

A Simple Act

“Of all man’s works of art, a cathedral is greatest…. A vast and majestic tree is greater than that.” – Henry Ward Beecher The roots have waited, held, retained, until we excavated a new  space, mounds of soil removed, allowing ample   pathways  for the tender shoots to find water and nutrients,  and we fewContinue reading “A Simple Act”

A Glorious Splendor

The little bee  and delicate butterfly entice me to wait and listen, attend the earth for a moment, release my breath, disconnect, reset my focus, remember my Creator, settle to a stillness — we are so much more than the busyness that moves us, the daily rhythms of work and home — we are spiritsContinue reading “A Glorious Splendor”

The Longing Hours

“Other sound than the owl’s voice there was none, save the falling of a fountain into its stone basin; for it was one of those dark nights that hold their breath by the hour together, and then heave a long low sigh, and hold their breath again.” — Charles Dickens. Some nights I keep  companyContinue reading “The Longing Hours”

Familiar Rhythms

After a trial, once the storm  has passed, those hours  after your heart  has been beating so fast, in the still-falling hush once you can breathe again, you find solace in the simplest gifts, the quiet of evening, your own favorite chair, the way sunset casts light through a parted curtain, and you settle intoContinue reading “Familiar Rhythms”

A Vast Vision

The Lord merely spoke, and the heavens were created.  He breathed the word, and all the stars were born. — Psalm 33:6 I turned this image  upside down, imagining the clouds from heaven’s  perspective  and I was surprised how endless it seemed without the grounding of a horizon— my angle starting above the skyline— andContinue reading “A Vast Vision”