Perhaps He Will Add More Days

Waking up at 4:00 a.m. I pull on my clothes trying not to awaken Doc., stumbling across old creaking floors has become a skill…two steps right, then straight…I have learned over the years which ones betray my position, and which ones remain loyal. Pouring...

The Gift of Sight

My precious Lord God, for the Gift of Sight, I give You thanks. Linking up with the Gypsy Mama and Five Minute Friday writing using the word GIFT and posting late to,...

And She Smiles

I am at the beach this week. Typing from a roof top over looking the Gulf of Mexico. Looking at all of these young college girls walking up and down in their bikinis. I use to look like that, flat stomach and thin thighs, and I know it was not that long ago! This year...

Where Fear Becomes Fearless

They stand, staring at the camera, eyes with sadness, sometimes anger that comes from deep within.  Arms, legs, are twig thin and bellies swollen, paradoxically, from lack of food. Mostly naked and living in trees to keep from being a meal for the hyenas, they huddle...

The Vine Which Tethers

From the richness of the earth come the treasures hidden below.  Small sprigs of green break the ground’s crust. Like small arms stretching upward out of slumber, awakened by the call of warmth. And the weeds, they come in tandem with the chosen.  The wheat and the...

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