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Sunset Cafe
The large room on the second floor here is the Sunset Cafe in Paphos, Cyprus. This is one of my favorite places on earth to be with my family. We usually sit outside on the veranda facing the water. My husband and I have spent many happy hours here, leisurely eating wonderful meals, watching the sun melt…
haiku: nourish the soul
silent moments quell the chaos, muffle the din and nourish the soul
Sanctuary of the Ordinary
On our drive into work this morning, my husband expressed his new outlook on life: To take one day at a time… to embrace the joy of each day and understand its mission. It sounds so anti-climactic like that… so un-profound. But the truth is many live in the pain and glory of the past or in the…
Bruised Reed
Bruised Reed Hollow face pressing desperate upon stones built by Herod. Grief lines penetrating fragile bones, tear stains etching cold outlines. Bruise reed, shivering upon the wall, cast your wound into the sea’s deepest part, salve in its forgiving depths. Justice slept in your seed and awoke to plane the unequal surface level.
Two Silver Trumpets
In the Torah, detailed instructions about the blowing of two silver trumpets are given to Israel. Since the Diaspora and the rebirth of the nation of Israel, these silver trumpets have not been officially blown. In Israel today, Messianic believers and worshippers from all nations are beginning to incorporate the sound of the silver trumpets…
Jade Nor Money
These three jade plants set in a windowsill of my house on the first landing of the stairs to the second floor. They make me happy every time I pass… on my multiple trips–morning, noon, and night–up and down the stairs. They are thriving in that sunny, happy place. I moved them around the house a few times…
haiku: life’s piano trill
life’s piano trill graceful and melodic notes not superfluous
Spring Mourning
tenderly remove morning’s frost from spring petals, some still mourn winter During the lifetime of Jesus, the Jews had a unique custom pertaining to the temple in Jerusalem. When entering, the people had to walk in only one direction. They moved up the stairs, through the outer courts, inner sanctuary, and down the stairs to exit, all in the same…
Generating Some Salt…
When I am enduring jetlag after an international trip–traveling several time zones and back–I am a notorious insomniac. In the last 24 hours, I have slept only three hours, and the day before only a couple of hours. It catches up with me after a physically and emotionally draining trip, like we just had in Ethiopia. Rarely am I…
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