poetry

The Rock

  She is a stone, a rock, formed by raging lava intended for evil destruction. Fiery, steamy, expansive boiling rising up to form solid rock. She is the fortress, the bulwark, the secure resting place, immovable, sure, steadfast. She is the foundation, the sure footing, bedrock from which to launch. She is leverage, her abiding…… Continue reading The Rock

Faith · life

Are You Letting Your Love Grow Cold?

  The End Times. I have spent a lot of years submerged in evangelical Christian culture. I never actually wore a t-shirt that said, “Get right or get left,” but I saw them. I read the popular books about the End Times. As a teenager, I saw the movie that was designed to terrify everyone…… Continue reading Are You Letting Your Love Grow Cold?

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What Would I Have Done?

Back in middle school, I read the book “The Hiding Place” about the ten Boom family. Corrie ten Boom and her family choose to be part of the Dutch Resistance during World War II. In a hidden room, behind a fake wall in their home, they harbored those people the Gestapo hunted. Historians estimate that…… Continue reading What Would I Have Done?

Faith

The Poor, The President, and the Bible

I’m going to be honest with you – the past couple years have been really disheartening for me as a believer and follower of Jesus. Not because of Jesus – no, Jesus is more dear to me now than ever before. As I get older and spend year after year getting to know Jesus better,…… Continue reading The Poor, The President, and the Bible

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Being Likable

Do you ever hear a comment that rocks your world? Someone makes an off-hand comment to you that reverberates through your brain for days? Maybe they were joking or being lighthearted. Maybe they were telling you something they assumed you already knew. Maybe, even, they were telling you something you’ve heard before. But for some…… Continue reading Being Likable

Faith · life

When Solitude Turns To Loneliness

Silence. Solitude. When I was the stay-at-home mom of a brood of small, needy, loud children, I craved the silence and a few moments alone. Sometimes, I’d even lock myself in my bedroom for 3 minutes of alone-time with some hidden chocolate. (Which is how a mouse once found its way to living in my…… Continue reading When Solitude Turns To Loneliness