From time to time, I like to critique movies. After all, they are a vivid, living-color representation of our culture… all the glory and gore is contained there. And that’s what this blog is about: The content or lack of content in American traditions…
The Pain in His Face
Life is about pain. The fact that you have it. The fact that you want to relieve it. Humankind’s connection with God is all about eradicating pain. The truth is we are crippled with pain and need crutches. We are wounded and in need of a Healer. But the post-modern, post-Christian world rejects this idea, making…
Sara Palin Quits…
Well, that’s what the headlines are saying…
Moon-Slide Ride
I love children’s literature and have written a little through the years. Now suddenly, I have this insatiable desire to write for children, so I am stoking up the creative juices so my imagination can fly. Children are so much fun to write for, read to, and be with… They are just the best! The…
Cat be Nimble…
Even if he’s in a dead sleep or in another zone… He doesn’t mind waking up to play… And this is what I totally love about cats… No matter what they are doing, it pales in comparison to batting a stick or chasing a ball of yarn… Oh yeah, he’s into it now. This is…
haiku: my distant pity…
compassion is bread and salve, my distant pity is a waste of time
‘I Would Give My Final Breath to… ‘
My husband brought back some compelling photos of Ethiopia this trip. While I was perusing them, this old Steve Fry song rose up in my spirit and ministered to me so much as I kept leafing through the pictures. I felt the Lord saying to me, “If you want to know me, then look at…
‘Drawing Down Graces’
I have been savoring Brother Lawrence’s book, “The Practice of the Presence of God,” and have been deeply impacted by its timeless message of spiritual intimacy through the mundane rituals of life. Yesterday morning this quote moved me to tears, ” … the trust we put in God honors Him and draws down great graces……
old journals…
yellowed pages of yesteryears’ poems… my life revealed and concealed
Light Bulb in a Moscow Graveyard
Life is full of revelations, and some of them I have chronicled here in my blog over the last two years… it seems many of them come to me late in life… The first time Wayne and I visited Moscow and walked through the graveyard of their Russian leaders I had a moment of illumination……
Bonnie Saul Wilks 