I read a blog today that piqued my interest. The blogger found her life shifting, changing, moving too fast… She felt planted on uneven ground without a solid foundation. She longed for “an internal foundation” that could calm the unknown and the shifting… She longed for a safe place to belong. I loved her…
Tag: Choice
The Rules are Different
After traveling for about 24 hours with flying time and layovers altogether, I was glad to board the last flight into Larnaka, Cyprus. To my knowledge we were the only Americans on the flight. And this is when you really leave your culture, homeland, and flannel comforts behind… You forget about being an American at all, or a…
Window of Dreams
This is the kitchen window at my parents’ house in Colorado. It is the window that I looked through in my youth while I washed dishes, cooked meals, washed my hair, scrubbed the floors, baked cookies… It became the window of my dreams. I stood here gazing out… wondering what shape my life would take……
haiku: narrow place
mystery so deep how my heart is enlarged in this narrow dark place
What to Think About…
…on Election Day… I am not Catholic, but I love this video.
Hammered Gold
Two words captivated my heart… hammered gold… While in worship at the International House of Prayer in Kansas City one morning, my eyes fell on this passage from the Torah: Make a lampstand of pure, hammered gold. Make the entire lampstand and its decorations of one piece-the base, center stem, lamp cups, buds, and petals…
Insight and Prayer for the Swing State
Click here for prophetic words spoken over Ohio, the swing state, by Chuck Pierce, Dutch Sheets, and Barbara Yoder.
Craving…
…Silence I am behind in everything. My house really needs to be cleaned, not just touched up. My laundry is chasing me around the room. And I have a newsletter, cover letter, thank you letter, appeal, update, and much more to write. Still… I am avoiding it all today… taking my deadlines to the brink. (I’ll be…
To Touch the Moon
This is my daughter gazing across the river at the fairytale-like city of Prague. I love the memory of this moment. It evokes recollections of my own… sweetly reminding me of something my daughter said as a four-year-old as we walked to our car across the church parking lot at night. The moon shone bright yellow that night–instead of silver–and it glowed like…
Song and Prayer for Election
Let freedom ring! Click here for a free download of the “Battle Hymn of the Republic” with a prayer for the election by Dutch Sheets at the end. It is really beautiful!
Bonnie Saul Wilks 