You made this earth in Your image, O God
Ground under our feet, solid and still
In the sacred garden, we rose up out of the soil,
and we spend our lives never leaving it . . .
You, God of Life
are the God of Water
Without you we shrivel and die
You built into our design
the craving for you . . .
We who sleep are awakened by your holy blaze
Glory and love infuse the earth with sweetness . . .
Feather on the Breath of God
tiny feather, downy white
tucked under the wing
of mother dove
close to her breast
near to her heart
warm and safe
hidden, obscured . . .
Let us remember and lay to rest
a creature so compliant
that she took the rules
and swallowed them whole
creating her own iron maiden
Posted on January 25, 2020
“How do I know what my issues are?”
Our teacher looked dumbfounded. My perfectly innocent question seemed to stump her. It was 2004, and my husband, Keith, and I were in training to be lay counselors and support group leaders in our church…
Posted on January 11, 2020
“You’re about to lose that diamond,” said the jeweler conversationally. My eyebrows shot up in surprise. I had come in to have another ring resized. She just happened to see that two of the prongs on my wedding ring had worn completely off the top, and the others were dangerously thin.