Flammable (poem)

Flammable (poem) Approaching flames warm hands and wake the mind, sparks sear the heart, ignite fiber of truth— a thread of hunger burns… Read the rest of my poem at Altarwork!   *© prasanta 2012 Like dead bones coming alive… we also, dead in our sins and selves, come alive with the spirit of God … More Flammable (poem)

fly

    “fly” is the right word for me this week as my eldest boarded a plane for the poorest country in the western hemisphere to spend a month working in a remote area on the top of a mountain a one hour drive up and down each day to the health clinic   “fly” … More fly

See, Say, Spell, Repeat (at The Mudroom Blog today)

Names tell us who we are and where we belong. For years, I lamented the fact I did not have a simple American nickname to make life easier, for you and me both…  Read the rest of my post today at The Mudroom Blog: http://mudroomblog.com/see-say-spell-repeat/     *picture source: pixabay, with editing added on Canva … More See, Say, Spell, Repeat (at The Mudroom Blog today)

Psalm 107

  Let the Redeemed of the Lord Say So 107 Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good,     for his steadfast love endures forever! 2 Let the redeemed of the Lord say so,     whom he has redeemed from trouble[a] 3 and gathered in from the lands,     from the east and from the west,     from the north and from the south. 4 Some wandered in desert wastes,     finding … More Psalm 107

Secret Things

      Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know. – Jeremiah 33:3 (NIV) Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known. – Jeremiah 33:3 (ESV) Call to Me and I will answer … More Secret Things

In April (poem)

In April surprised by any old thing that should uproot itself and subvert the winter awakening to newness from sleep surprised each morning I, too, awake  words– thrown away by winds souls– slaughtered  by hatchets see—    but don’t see my heart left me— some night, long ago I wonder why in April the daffodils have … More In April (poem)

A Book Signing

I’m filled with gratitude with the opportunity to attend the Festival of Faith and Writing in Grand Rapids last week. It was the first time I attended, though as I wrote recently, I wanted to attend the past two times. One of my special possessions as a result of the conference is above. I’ve had … More A Book Signing