Advent’s First Sunday

Advent’s First Sunday

The First Sunday in Advent   The Collect. 1928 The Book of Common Prayer Almighty God, give us grace that we may cast away the works of darkness, and put upon us the armour of light, now in the time of this mortal life, in which thy Son Jesus Christ came to visit us in great humility; that...

Saints Among Us

Saints Among Us

  “I sing a song of the saints of God, patient and brave and true, who toiled and fought and lived and died for the Lord they loved and knew…”   When you hear the word “saint,” what comes to mind? For me, quite often the concept of a saint is that of someone so high, holy and revered,...

I Spy

I Spy

  As a child, I loved playing “I Spy,” watching for the obvious in the obscure. While waiting for my dentist appointment, I hunted hidden pictures in dog-eared copies of Highlights, a children’s magazine. On field trips, my classmates and I played endless games of  “I Spy,” spotting...

Sea Sense

Sea Sense

  Ocean Tints   Terra cotta dawn Salmon sunrise Melon mornings Hibiscus noon Dreamsicle afternoons Flamboyant orange storms. Somewhere between peaches & cream and light salmon sunset Lingered Sticky as orange blossom honey, Full of sherbet’s aftertaste.   Lane M. Arnold All...

Easter

Easter

  Christ is risen! Alleluia! The tomb is empty. He is alive. Jesus reigns. Let's dance and sing and rejoice!   Lane M. Arnold All rights reserved....

Truth Lent

Truth Lent

  Lent: Ash Wednesday: humbling reminder of who I am in relation to the great I AM. Noticing what is lent to me by the One who made me. Giving up what is too important to me to let in what is most important for me. Embracing a new practice to erase an old rut. Uncluttering my heart to...

In Purple Haze of Morning

In Purple Haze of Morning

    Plum perfect: as in The royal sunrise tickled me awake With lavender laughter. I slid down the bannister In my favorite periwinkle PJs, Inhaled the lilacs, Then toasted the day with blueberries, as tart and bright as an amethyst, intoxicated with violet hues.   Lane M. Arnold...

What’s next?

What’s next?

    Inevitably, if you write a book, people ask what you're writing next. Maybe that's true for anything. When you get your degree, people ask when you will get another degree. When you get a job, they ask what kind of work you'd like next. When you get married, people ask when you're...

The Shape of New Beginnings

The Shape of New Beginnings

  I’ve been asking God how He wants to shape me for this new year. Not a resolution. Not a goal. But a clarifying of who I am to be, how I am to become. I’ve been listening for His response, waiting to hear. As Advent turned to Christmas, as December moved towards January, I’ve journaled,...

Alert for Betweens

Alert for Betweens

  Between This line And the next My thoughts burst forth Like fireworks Shimmering against The dark.   Between This line And the next I may have strolled around the block Or down the lane. I may have stopped and chatted with a friend Over a cup of Earl Grey tea.   Between This...

The Habit of Poetry

The Habit of Poetry

  "I want to be a better writer, so I try to read a poem a day," says L. L. Barkat. I agree. Reading poetry changes how I look at words and how I write them. It’s like the interplay of chocolate and oranges: rich, juicy, tart, and unexpected. Poetry came into my life early: nursery rhymes...

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