Endings and beginnings.

I took my dog for a walk this morning, noting the silver slug trails scribbled across the sidewalk. The light of dawn made them shimmer and become almost beautiful. For the first time in several weeks, I felt inspired to sit down and write. The flowers in the South are in full bloom, knockout roses... Continue Reading →

Retreating

It’s been a dream of mine for while, now, to get away to somewhere remote and just write. No noises. No distractions. Just for a couple of days. Because of the sweet generosity of my husband, who gifted me this very thing last Christmas, my bags are packed as I type. As soon as I... Continue Reading →

Poetry: Remember!

The enemy loves nothing more than to make us forget.  No matter how intentional we are about collecting stones of remembrance, determining to hold closely the answered prayers and words spoken over us in the past, we are easily paralyzed by unwanted memories, fear and shame.  Only by fixing our eyes on Jesus, choosing to... Continue Reading →

The JOY of Advent.

"He's here." Can you just imagine the wonder in Mary's voice as her firstborn son emerged from her womb and she held him at her breast for the first time?  Don't you think the sounds around them faded into the background and all she heard was the thumping of her own heart and the still-wet... Continue Reading →

The Peace of Advent

Mary's relationship with her cousin, Elizabeth has been a source of fascination for me as Christmas nears. God provided much-needed community for the mother of Christ in Elizabeth, someone...the only one...who could begin to relate to what Mary had been chosen to walk though. As I tried to imagine their conversations, whispered by firelight after... Continue Reading →

The Hope of Advent

ELIZABETH, THE MOTHER OF JOHN (Inspired by the book of Luke chapter 1)   Along with all the world she stands pregnant. Beneath her heart beats the tiny one of the messenger. This old woman once belittled by the townsfolk, A raisin dried in the desert sun, Now stretching and blooming with life, Elizabeth holds... Continue Reading →

A Welcome Visitor

The poetry bug has freshly bitten and I have enjoyed stretching my creative muscles, finding new words and new ways to express the things that wander through my mind.  Here is one...about Autumn, my most favorite of seasons which has, at long last, arrived in Tennessee.  As the beauty of my surroundings increases in color... Continue Reading →

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