It is no use to grumble and complain; it’s just as cheap and easy to rejoice. When God sorts out the weather and sends rain – why, rain’s my choice. ~James Whitcomb Riley Listen, you heavens, and I will speak; hear, you earth, the words of my mouth. Let my teaching fall like rain and my […]
Saturday Snaps: Soggy Soccer
So proud of my little soccer grandgirl who played her heart out this spring and even kicked some goals. So sad that the season is over. You’ve all been to the stadium and seen the athletes race. Everyone runs; one wins. Run to win. All good […]
Fuel for the Weekend: Seeing the Country Sights
The farmers still can’t plant. The earth struggles to swallow all the sky continues to deliver. And I think how sometimes it seems to take forever for me to soak up all that God pours in before I notice any kind of growth. The air hangs heavy with the scent of lilacs. I can’t walk […]
Through and Through Life: Decorating the Grave
I open the Journey’s hatch and pull out the urn fillers and tray of flowers, my gloves and tools. I bend low. Shovel scrapes against sod and dirt and stone. It occurs to me there was a time when the graves themselves were dug this way. Mom passed first, but she rests in the second […]
Window on Writing: More Poems-in-Waiting
I admit it. I’m hooked on Wordles. So here is a continuation of yesterday’s post. From Karen’s There-Isn’t-a-Story Wordle: Life sank low gathered skin smothered death Hope. From Karin’s Wordle-ing Poetry Frozen layers brittle heart splintered love cradled gentle warmth surrendered joy released. From MaryAnn’s Collected Poems Wordle: Morning flowers wreathing time ancient skies […]
Textures of Text: Poems-in-Waiting
Last week I texturized a year of my poetry in Wordle form in response to a T.S. Poetry Press challenge. And L.L. Barkat found a poem-in-waiting within those words: Now find love gentle sweet, like blue expectations attached to grace. She found other poems in the Wordles of others, too, and featured them as well as […]
Monday Meditation: My Biggest Idol
It entices me off the path, and I plunge through wet overgrowth for a closer look. Is this a good flower or a bad flower? All I know is that it’s pretty. Demands a close-up. You can’t always tell the inside by the outside. And the allure of the pretty can be dangerous. Solomon found […]
Sunday Seasoned Sayings: Run!
The people I love, I call to account—prod and correct and guide so that they’ll live at their best. Up on your feet, then! About face! Run after God! ~Revelation 3:19 (Message) Running,
Saturday Snaps: Gold ~ A Photo Prompt
Because I love your commands more than gold, more than pure gold, and because I consider all your precepts right, I hate every wrong path. ~Psalm 119:127-128 (NIV)
Five-Minute Friday: When the Seasons Change . . .
She says: Let’s write in shades of real and brave and unscripted. Let’s just write and not worry if it’s just right or not. Write for 5 minutes flat for pure unedited love of the written word. From this prompt: WHEN THE SEASONS CHANGE . . . So . . . GO! Sometimes I slide from […]
