I often write short poems about nature. I have shared with you one about Signs of Hope and another about Summer Sunshine. Today, I share a poem about hearing God’s voice as I looked at a Japanese Maple. Remember, I am only posting these Saturday blogs every other week. TheContinue Reading
Summer sunshinein the pasture.I bring in a few raysto brighten the roomMorning reveals seeds—wasted on a desk.Sunshine belongs outdoorsContinue Reading
Things have been rather hectic with schoolwork at the end of the semester, my mom’s health and family activities, so I am struggling to post even once a week right now. We went to see my daughter’s college production last night and one of her friends saw me from theContinue Reading
I tend to find this time of year stressful. When I was directing children’s choirs, I was frantically preparing for Christmas concerts. As a seminary student, I am working on major projects due in November and December. On top of that, this year I am taking care of a familyContinue Reading
I need a little more time to process my reflections on the Juneteenth celebration last weekend, so today I decided to share a fun piece inspired by our snowman in January. I hope it makes you smile and brings some cooler thoughts to this hot summer day. Prisma made myContinue Reading
*** This was supposed to be published on Saturday, June 19th, but somehow I did not schedule it correctly. So do not be confused when I say that Father’s Day is tomorrow. So tomorrow is not only Father’s Day, but would have been my earthly father’s 80th birthday. Hard forContinue Reading
I have been traveling with the Father through seminary over the last few years. Although I still have a year left before I finish, several of my classmates will graduate in just a few weeks. I have had the privilege to get to know five of these young women. MyContinue Reading
She weaves her web with utmost care,Sticky bridges to despair.Promising connections deep,Provides instead a waking sleep. Make-up tips, the perfect dress,Flawless image, all success.Comparison her venom sweet:Facebook, Instagram and Tweets. Other victims cannot move,Sultry scenes become a groove.Flashing screens throughout the nightWrapping up her quarry tight. Where is the starContinue Reading
I do not know why, but every year the daffodils surprise me. At the end of January/beginning of February the green shoots begin to appear. I feel like they arrived way too early. This year, the Father inspired me to write a poem: They startle me—those stubborngreen shootsof hope.Emerging fromhardenedContinue Reading
O God, my Father, Hear my cry!I stand, hands gripping the wood pew Mask in place, nearly alone in the practiceHarmonies ring out from the socially distant choirAn unmasked, frail woman hugs those around herHubris or living out faith without fear?Lord, I am so worried and confused.So lonely.You alone haveContinue Reading