Because Earthquakes Happen
She sips her coffee at the kitchen table in silence, and then gazes out the window. Not knowing what to say, I honor the silence. Looking out past the room into the another world she says, “It was like the earth shook, you know? Like two tectonic plates...
When God Rides Shotgun
“O afflicted one, storm-tossed and not comforted, behold, I will set your stones in antimony, and your foundations I will lay in sapphires, moreover, I will make your battlements of rubies and your gates of crystal and your entire wall of precious...
How to Pray without Ceasing
Driving down the road to the lake house, I past a row of houses with their linen white, and hanging from cords drawn tightly between metal poles, and I remember those days. Days of carrying wicker basket heavy with wet clothing and a young baby on top, to the...
Because We Don’t Know What To Ask
Runners love our little country road, because it is easy to mark off four miles, the scenery is beautiful, and houses are not too far away to get help if needed. I miss running. I miss running with my friends at 5 A. M. in the mornings. I miss beating my best time,...
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