When cicadas sing, I sing along One word: Summer, Summer. Summerrrrrr. At the edge of the garden is where I… Read more When Cicadas Sing
#FMF – Who
Who One little word. Five little minutes. Why, then, am I intimidated by the word and the time? Probably because… Read more #FMF – Who
He Knows: Trusting God with His Gift for His Glory
Last month I held one of my favorite writer friends captive in my car and drove south. (Now, that is… Read more He Knows: Trusting God with His Gift for His Glory
Asa, Asa, Asa
“ … The Lord is with you while you are with Him. If you seek Him, He will be found… Read more Asa, Asa, Asa
Woman Parts
Woman Parts I purged the poetry yesterday With groans and sighs and God-led release I tore the pages Half and… Read more Woman Parts