When Darkness Closes In

Now that the busy season of holidays is over and family visits cease, the cold creeps in. I live in an older home and we have a constant draft no matter how many times we weather strip our doors and windows and get our heating unit looked at. It is just cold. This time of the year seems to sit...

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In a weary land…

On days when we feel dry, weary, and unsettled…God faithfully quenches thirst and waters the weary land around us. As we grieve, mourn, and learn to live life, our faith and belief in Him will lift us up. We are praying over each family this week. Sending prayers, love, and blessings to you. When...

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to the God who always rsvps …

    Each year, on this day, I want my soul friends.  I want to be in their house, as in days past, munching on something Drason has cooked up,  sharing a couch cushion with Sonya, watching old movies or laughing as our kids bang on tambourines and choreograph others sorts of mayhem.  ...

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crybaby

photo credit here   in the black of midnight at the Beasleys, when the house holds its breath,   you feel the quiet  settle over you, like a blanket.  the hum of the ice maker, the click of the heater – all lull you into exhausted sleep.   until. from the tiniest bed in the...

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feeling the burn

  two years old  and not knowing what curiosity did to that poor cat, i steadied myself against legs of ironing board and pulled hard on the cord of a sizzling iron, no doubt expecting to climb rope up to that funny table where my mama would sway her hips and hum, doing the pressing.  ...

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a wordless wednesday

today, my words are all breathless prayers sent heavenward … tomorrow, a reflection posted here on what it means to  mark a calendar year  without this face. please pray, friends.

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on loving your peeps

photo credit here   sometimes, you learn  the hard way. and so i’ll share, what i know now, with scraped knees – this kernel that i keep chewing, back of my mouth,  about grieving and living and what it means to live with, not just alongside.   i lost someone dear to me, again. ...

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a bird’s eye view

photo credit here   there are places we can’t go – with our friends.   try as we may, empathic as we may be, there are footprints that can only be tread by the soul wearing the soles.   last week, on a day of blinding sun and spring breeze, a day when i could feel  the pulse of new...

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when you wake a warrior …

photo credit here some mornings, to breathe in is to battle. from that first moment of ceiling stare, of covers pulled to chin, you assess the day like an enemy enclosing, and you wonder if that chink you carry in your armor will hold.   and you pray. this week, i woke heavy nearly every day,...

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7 Days of Heaven: a curse word

photo credit here there is a  boundary line drawn across the heart of my friend, one that I dare not cross.   when we are together, face to face, there are moments of silly … and then there are moments when I try, with words that she trusts come from a soul-friend, to “poke” her a bit.  Sort of...

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