September morning breezes whisper the unrooting of summer’s green carpets and blossomed meadows in anticipation of the changeless mystery of autumn and the foretelling winter’s barren bone. While down below ancient earth produces again the necessary spools and spools of burnished color to unravel, with giddy delight, across the mountains, hills, and plains. The opened…
Guillotines and Teddybears
I endeavor to limit my news watching and concentrate on pumping up my faith with God’s Word, inspiring books, and worship. It has been key in navigating the storm that has descended upon us in 2020. But I inadvertently stumbled upon the picture above happening recently in Portland, not widely reported by network or cable…
Dying for Breath
My husband and I had been leading a tour of the biblical sites of Israel when we first learned that the pandemic had hopped from China to the Mid-East. A few COVID-19 cases had been reported in the ancient city of Jerusalem and surrounding villages. Even then the threat loomed distant—like it was someone else’s…
Winning the Oldest War
The longest-running war of all time is ironically not between countries or ethnic groups. There is one older and filled with more hatred, unresolved injustices, and animosity. Can you guess the two formidable opponents? As old as Adam and Eve, the battle between the sexes rages on into post-modern, post-God societies. It is clear that,…
Blueness
Blueness Six million dead and the blueness of a wound, scars in the inward parts, is there a blueness to revive us? None. But the bruises of a perfect lamb chastised for peace, for justice, for mercy. His blue bruises mingled with scarlet cleanses white, weightless white. See hidden here in the prophets’piercing pages of…
Secret Cove
Secret Cove The barren season moves with stealth behind the scenes of autumn, steadily edging toward the razor cold and lacy veil of ice and crystal. Then suddenly she falls, winter’s glorious mystique reveals in a day. In sparkling white layers, she manifests and penetrates deeper than surface chill and snowdrift for earth and sea…
Handel
Handel He never considered for a second the standing ovations, the wild applause, the tears of joy, the years of popular longevity, or the glorious manifest presence of the living God. Tattered velvet slippers shuffling upon the cold stone floor at midnight, he frantically searched by candlelight for inkwell, pen, and paper trying to pace…
Three Stands
Three Strands Before the Lord returns, three strands will entwine to prepare the way. The practice of Sabbath rest, the table of hospitality, and the altar of repentance. This braided cord will gather us to each other and Him. It is the strangers road to Calvary nestled within the walls of our homes–our sharpest tool…
Calculating Age
Age is that hard cold number that starts out too hot to touch and cools through the passing of seasons. It’s that thing you show off with sheepish glow and pride at two and a half and wave with banners and glitter at 21. Then the magic number pops up and you grab it to…
