We have been blessed to live here in this home for the past 13 years. We have had no direct instruction from God to move, and yet my spirit reels and groans to move forward. I feel my soul pressing, pressing against the sides of my dwelling place. Against the walls, and the floors, and … Continue reading My Butterfly Prayer
There is a man I used to know, I think his name is, Jesus He walked upon the land and sea I think his name is Jesus he spoke with words of God and man and healed the blind and lame He fed the sheep with his own hand and called each one by name … Continue reading His Name is Jesus
“Lord”, I prayed in my journal, “can I have an advance”? Sometimes I get discouraged because writing is incredibly time consuming and it demands to be done without compensation…at least at the point I’m at. I’m sure Stephen King receives plenty. “But compensation can come in other forms.” I told God, “I’ll take other payment … Continue reading An Advance and a Quarry
The kingdom of heaven is like a merchant. The kingdom of heaven is searching for fine pearls. Upon finding one pearl of great value, heaven gave up Jesus, its beloved, its most valuable, all it had, in order to purchase, a pearl of great value…the man, made in the image and likeness of God, bearing his spirit … Continue reading The Costly Pearl
If I could breathe, just breathe Through every moment, every fear, every plan Then I would be, just be, Trusting you with every moment, every fear, Placing it in your hand, All the peace, just the peace Would wash me like a newborn babe And I could live, just live With joy and freedom every … Continue reading If I could…
There are countless hard things in life. Death and burial, divorce and betrayal, moving out and moving on, are just a few that come to my mind. Anything that happens to us or near us, that forces us to say goodbye, can be difficult. In these challenging moments, let’s face it, we want to disappear … Continue reading On Saying Goodbye
This is for my friend Jenn, whom I miss terribly on some days, longing desperately once again for the freedom and innocence of our shared childhood. It was winter when we moved in. The kind of winter where there is lots of snow piled up around you. We were just entering into a time of wholeness, … Continue reading The Velveteen Girl
This is a little piece of inspiration on accepting who and what I am not and how I can find peace there. I have an old friend, whom I recently re-connected with via email. We have been emailing back and forth. I love it. I feel like I have a pen pal. We seem to … Continue reading All Stars
A memoir like short story of how one hobby reveals a transition from childhood to adulthood. The national seashore was spread out before me like a great, blue canvas, stretched out in every direction. It’s a powerful sight. Standing there, at the top of the stairs, looking down, I felt as if I were on … Continue reading Coping skills
My Faith Place 