by Diane W. Bailey | May 19, 2014 | Uncategorized
The tall grass gently bows and sways with the breeze, giving the appearance of someone walking up to the bench to visit. This old bench sits in the middle of a meadow surrounded by the tender green of spring. Years have gone by since it felt the warmth of two souls...
by Diane W. Bailey | May 2, 2014 | Uncategorized
It was one of those days where my weirdness tripped over my insecurity. My grandchildren arrived that morning, so I buckled the three and four year olds into their car seats and took them with me to finish a few errands. I prayed, “God, please don’t let me see anyone...
by Diane W. Bailey | Apr 29, 2014 | Uncategorized
Tender green softens the garden’s winter hardened terrain. Slender shoots stretch toward the lofty warmth, and summon liquid encouragement from heaven. Spring – a solace for surviving the axial tilt. Life will tilt. The axis that we lean on for stability...
by Diane W. Bailey | Apr 20, 2014 | Uncategorized
And why roll away the stone? A stone placed in front of a grave, so the dead could not escape. A stone guarded by soldiers, to insure the dead did not leave. Why roll away the stone? He could have just as easily stepped out of the backside of...
by Diane W. Bailey | Apr 7, 2014 | Uncategorized
Walking along the water’s edge of our pond in the early morning, I allow my mind to wander where it will. Young frogs startled by my sudden presence, scream like little girls as they jump into the brownish-green waters of the pond. Quietly a memory of my sister and I,...
by Diane W. Bailey | Mar 31, 2014 | Uncategorized
When things go wrong, are you quick to yell, “I’m under attack”, as if this were something unplanned? As if something is coming upon you suddenly and without the notice of God? I certainly do. But, if God knew all things before the foundation of the earth,...