Sandra Heska King

Five Minute Friday: I Blame Trust

By Sandra, on February 10th, 2012

I blame trust.

I leaned into it.

Silly goose.

It burned.

Cut deep.

Shattered dreams.

“Close the doors,” I prayed.

They opened wide.

If I had not trusted, things might be different.

Or not.

Maybe worse.

There’s no way to know.

No way to know the rest of the story until the end.

Were the open doors a way of escape?

How will He put the pieces back . . . → Read More: Five Minute Friday: I Blame Trust

Of Tempers and Toothpaste

By Sandra, on February 10th, 2012

We are running late.

She’s still in the bathroom. Door closed. Dawdling, I’m sure.

I knock gently and turn the knob.

Not.

I barge in just in time to catch tongue against tip of toothpaste tube.

I smile sweetly. “What are you doing?”

Not!

I yell. “WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?”

I take the tube from her hands and toss . . . → Read More: Of Tempers and Toothpaste

Of Green Mohair and Breakdowns

By Sandra, on February 9th, 2012

He’s had this green mohair cardigan for years.

Charlene gave it to him. The same Charlene who scrawled across two pages in his high school yearbook.

I tease him and call her “If-Our-Love-Is-True-Charlene.”

And he laughs and crosses his arms and scratches them like he does when he gets embarrassed.

But he still wears it in spite of the holes . . . → Read More: Of Green Mohair and Breakdowns

In Which I’m Interrupted

By Sandra, on February 8th, 2012

I curl into my fluffy white bathrobe. The fragrance of Country Chic lotion mingles with the faint scent of bleach.

The morning sun streams through the front window, and a red cardinal eyes me from a bare branch.

I cup my hands around my His-compassions-never-fail mug and inhale the aroma of fresh-perked black coffee. Then I take a slow . . . → Read More: In Which I’m Interrupted

When You Have to Wait

By Sandra, on February 6th, 2012

He eyes the table near the buffet.

“No,” I say. “Over there. By the window.”

I sit facing outside.

“You’re not going to eat all that,” he says.

“Watch me.”

I watch him eat.

And eat.

I pull the big girl camera out of my purse.

As long as I have to wait, I might as well see what . . . → Read More: When You Have to Wait

Scripture Sunday: Light of Life

By Sandra, on February 5th, 2012

When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said,
“I am the light of the world.
Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness,
but will have the light of life.” ~John 8:12 (NIV)

. . . → Read More: Scripture Sunday: Light of Life

Still Saturday

By Sandra, on February 4th, 2012

Be.

Just.

Be.

Taking some quiet moments to breathe and see and sense His presence. Join me? Get the details at the Still Saturday tab above. Link up a photo, and let’s be . . . → Read More: Still Saturday