Consider the birds…
At twilight riding down the street towards home, we noticed a mother and her daughter out walking, who were clearly concerned about an immature flicker sitting stunned in the middle of the road. Today, while mowing the grass, my husband came upon a dazed and confused...
Arose She
Arose she at magenta sunrise, just after twinkling bouquets faded. The summer damask rose shimmered in an old cut glass vase beside her bed. He always left one waiting there. She thought of that other day, fifty-two summers ago, when her now-snow-headed sweetheart...
In Joy!
Call it a whim. Call it a wish. Call it Whitsunday. Today is Whitsunday, also known as Pentecost. It’s a moment Jesus promised us in John 14. Traditionally, this is the Sunday that falls 50 days after Easter. It’s a birthday celebration of sorts, marking...
