They have eyes, but they do not see. Psalm 135:16b My vision is whack. I’ve worn glasses ever since I can remember. Grade school I think. Some of those old pictures aren’t fit for human eyes. But here’s one anyway. One thing I do know: that though I was blind, now I see. John 9:25b […]
Archives for March 2010
Habits: Breaking Old, Making New–Part 1
I bought these today. Well, I bought the Moleskines. I meant to buy a timer, but I forgot. This is my kitchen timer. Vintage Cracker Barrel. It actually crows. It will do until I buy one that better fits my writing room decor. Anyway, I’ve been thinking over last week’s post and comments, and I’ve […]
Pondering Palms
The [uncompromisingly) righteous shall flourish like the palm tree [be long lived, stately, upright, useful, and fruitful.” Psalm 92:12a (Amplified) Tamar. Many Hebrew parents named their girls “date palm,” a name that symbolized elegance, grace, and beauty. These trees once flourished in the Holy Land. The ancients called Jericho “the city of palms,” and some […]
I Will Sing
I couldn’t sing on Sunday. I had laryngitis. So frustrating for one who loves to sing. As a child, I stood on a salt lick stage in the woods and serenaded whatever critters would listen. I pretended to be Patti Page. I stood outside under the stars and sang “Johnny Angel” as loud as I […]
I Need a Plan
It’s been brought to my attention (by me) that I am not using my time wisely. In fact, I am even (gasp) wasting time. Don’t even mention Bejeweled Blitz. I need a plan. A system. A schedule. I used to be a good multitasker, but now–not so much. I’m not even a very good start-and […]
Faithful to the End
It happened at Columbine High School in Littleton, Colorado, on April 20, 1999. “Do you believe in God?” “Yes, I believe in God.” “Why?” But before Cassie could answer, he shot her. Dead. Faithful to the end. They shot Rachel Scott, too. Twice in the legs and once in the torso. The shooters left but […]
Four Baton Lessons
I transferred from a small school (50 students K-12) to a big school (about 83 graduates) in my sophomore year. Gaylord had a band. I loved football Fridays. I loved the half-time shows–the drums, the horns, the cymbals, the marching, I wanted to join that band! Bad. Really bad. But I couldn’t play an instrument. […]
Spring Awakening
Spring yawns Slips from its disintegrating blanket And pushes up from its wintry grave. Pregnant lilacs in the greening air. Death consumed by life. Everywhere. “I am the resurrection and the life; he who believes in me will live even if he dies.” John 11:25 Copyright © 2010 by Sandra Heska King
Would You Risk a Pinch for a Vision?
St. Patrick’s Day. All things green. Shamrocks. Corned beef and cabbage. Beer. And pinches if you don’t celebrate “properly.” But maybe we should instead celebrate vision. Perception. A way of looking at life. A way of reaching up and out. A willingness to risk a pinch. When he was about 16, Irish raiders kidnapped Patrick […]
The Tragedy of the Unopened (or Underused) Gift
Last night I sat here for three hours and couldn’t think of a thing to write. And to think that followed my post on head pain! Oh, I had lots of ideas. But nothing I thought anyone would really care about reading. I flipped through page after page of writing books looking for inspiration. Nothing. […]
