A Road Map to Joy

A ROAD MAP TO JOYPoems and StoriesFind Your Way in a World of Discontent Step into a world where faith and poetry intertwine—where the flicker of hope leads you down a path toward lasting joy. In “A Road Map to Joy,” Bonnie Saul Wilks gathers luminous poems and reflective stories that capture the ache and…

Connection

Sheltered between two Rocky Mountain canyon walls, my husband and I ascend the steep hair-pinned road. A deep sense of belonging settles as we view the beauty in silence. We have left the city behind in hopes of the serenity of clear blue mountain lakes, pristine heights and slopes of evergreens and aspen, and most…

This Will Break Charlie’s Heart

 I recently read of Charlie Kirk that, while the nation mourns his death, we must never forget his rhetoric–which did not exemplify the gospel of Jesus or the way of the cross. That Kirk was ultimately a brilliant MAGA apologist and right wing conservative provocateur. A myriad of analysts, opposed to his views, have accused…

The next time you want to shake your fist at God…

It is essential in our walk with God to understand him as a consuming fire. Most consider our Creator and his acts toward humankind to center around judgment or discipline. That he is ever-watching from heaven to smash our plans or even our lives. But the consuming fire of the Holy One of Israel and…

These Words are Chasing me Around the Room

Life presses on around us, and we are well aware of it. Still we are trying to slow it down for these few days in Cyprus, waiting on God at our “Bethel.” He is speaking too! And we take joy in all His words as they fall deep into our hearts. We have had glorious…

Things are Blurry Now

I have always wanted to study the art of pottery making; so when we visited a potter’s house in Addis Ababa last week, my heart beat for joy. Actually, my hubby and I have visited this place three times over the years, and each trip is just as wonderful as the first. I watched in…

Mortar and Pestle

I have been looking all over Jerusalem for a mortar and pestle. I found a few but didn’t want lava stone or ceramic. I like this marble edition now setting on my kitchen counter top, just ready for use. The other day I was grinding down some garlic cloves to make paste to add to…

Morning Moon

I awoke before sunrise and sat in the dark soaking in the quiet morning. When the light spilled upon the horizon, I was already engrossed in reading and missed the early rays. Later I noticed out the east windows of our living room a pale, autumn, morning moon–the lesser light reflecting the greater from afar….