A fresh snow
I woke up this morning and things seemed lighter. The sun had not yet risen this midwinter Monday. But the windows had a bluish glow to them. It took me a few m...
Category: grace
The First “Nose”
Today was the first real snow. It came in a bluster of northwest wind overnight, somewhat unexpected. The first hint I had of it was the faint white glow from m...
Still in the Story
When I’m tired, the words don’t flow like they usually do. Inspiration is lost by the sheer effort needed to form cohesive thought. But all this helps: Watching...
Psalm 5: The Multitude of Mercy
“But as for me, I will come into thy house in the multitude of thy mercy: And in thy fear I will worship toward thy holy temple.” Psalm 5:7 When weariness and w...
mother’s prayer :: holiness for them
Can you take this mother-wretch and make me holy? Not for my sake, but for theirs? I can live with my ugliness, but they do not deserve to. Take the bitte...