Haze Three silent sisters sit in a semicircle on folding chairs in a nearly empty house—save a few dozen boxesand clumps of scattered things. These are the last vestiges of our parents’ seventy-seven-year marriage, and of our family life together. Box by box,picture by picture,document by document,we set ourselves to the inescapable work of bringing…
Tag: Spring
Unmerited
To spurn all of this— To credit no one for the systematic order and glory of the universe—that He spoke into existence by the breath of a Word, conceived by the sharp-edge of wit, unmatched, cared for by the extravagant heart of a benevolent Father, and held together by the surge and swell of unbending…
Spring Pots and Spring Steps
We had an unusually cold and long winter in Jerusalem. I felt like it was never going to get hot. I know that is strange. Of course, it was not as cold as living in Ukraine. The winters we spent there were indeed cold. Maybe I just can’t take the inclement weather like I used…
haiku: eternal hope!
morning trumpet blast the dead in Christ shall rise first then we who remain
Squirrelly…
It is shocking! I caught this backyard bandit stealing the birdseed from the bird feeder. He is destructive too. He dumped the seed all over the ground and just kept going after it, even though I was standing right there… And he kept the birds waiting in line, while he stuffed face or should I…
Hydrangea Rock
My hydrangeas are rocking this year, so vibrant and full, with multiple blooms. I’m lovin’ it!
Morning at My Front Door…
“The horns of the morning are blowing, are shining… ” Philiph Larkin I love morning, everyday and in every season! But spring mornings are especially lovely, and I am enjoying the flowers in our yard as they awaken from the barreness of winter, one by one.
Bonnie Saul Wilks 