Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. Good for the writing muscles. when I trip over the truthyouare my soft place to land when betrayal has bruised my soulyoubring the balm when fear speeds through my veinsyouteach me to breathe again … Read more
Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. Good for the writing muscles. Like most words chosen at the beginning of 2020, mine seemed ironic by the year’s midpoint.How do you “savor” a pandemic? Loneliness? Thousands of deaths?You don’t, of course.You savor … Read more
I’m trying something new for a bit. Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. Good for the writing muscles. i taste the quality of the word—texture switching from fullness to thin line of threaded hope what is possible? realists don’t dance … Read more
I’m trying something new for a bit. Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. Good for the writing muscles. God,You are good. I am grateful for your goodness, how it spreads, and sprouts, and multiplies. Enable me to let your goodness … Read more
I’m trying something new for a bit. Every Friday, I spend five minutes or so writing on a word prompt from the Five Minute Friday community. Then, I hit publish. Good for the writing muscles. Observant What does my body know? This is a question I’m training myself to ask in moments of stress, anxiety, … Read more
We all know it, we all dread it, we all feel a low hum of anxiety over it: the rush and pressure of the holiday season. Somewhere along the way, what we’re pretty sure was supposed to be a season of joy and peace has become a season of scurry and scramble, hustle and harried … Read more
I pushed the keyboard away, frustrated. The words were jerking and jolting forward, then dropping dead on the page. I got up and roamed the house, grabbing an empty dish here, shelving a stray toy there. It wasn’t my body that felt weary, but my mind, and my soul. Ever since we’d come back from … Read more
“In the beginning, God created…” These are the first words of the Bible, and the first thing God chose to tell us about himself: he makes things. One of the next things we know about God is that he made us, people, in his own likeness. So God created manin his own image;he created him … Read more