Thanksgiving: Home

The world is wide, and all its wonders, calling— mountains and castles and streams.   But I am tired, and all my heart-steps, craving— not mountains, not castles—but home.   Thank you, Lord, for home.            –  

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Thanksgiving: Friends

Father, thank You for friends— the lamp light on the dark road home that gilds the rocks before our feet and shines—seen or unseen— however far across the earth we roam, still burning past the line where darkness ends.                

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Thanksgiving: Music

We think we see it, but the gliding bows and fingers dancing on the strings are only keys to hidden portals, unlocking sounds of a higher realm— a beautiful language that fills the hall, speaking not to eyes, but to the heart. Thank You, Lord, for music.                 […]

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Thanksgiving: A Beautiful Night

Father, thank You for this night— the moon ascending on a starlit chair above illumined edges of the clouds—all white— the frozen earth below, ashimmer in its gaze, the silhouetted trees uplifting empty hands in praise, a lonely leaf wandering on the wisps of wind, and I, admiring, wondering, smiling, there within the artwork of […]

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A Blustery Morning

The promise of winter rides the charging wind. Dark clouds pace the sky, prophesying doom. The weeping willows wail and thrash in protest. Leaves, by the thousands, jump—a frenzy in slow motion— then rush the streets with panicked footfalls to escape. Not me. I read the signs like letters from a friend, and smile, knowing […]

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Reformation

  Once, Christ Jesus broke the darkness of the sky and set the world ablaze— torches multiplying fast, spread out into the night.   When did the light go out?   The night winds must have blown, like stalking, stealthy lies, and slipped through cracks of doors to take each candle’s glow, one by one […]

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An Autumn Night

The perfect night— a soft rain serenading; the street ashine  with lamp light; the leaves stretched out, lazy, on the grass; and I, quiet on the porch, sipping on delight.                  –

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My Only Song

My song is broken,  shattered by the screams,  the knife-like voices of life, throbbing in my ears.  I bend down, bewildered,  to pick the notes up off the floor,  but the heavy pieces will not budge. My hands weren’t made for this. I remember Your voice, how it softens the screams into minor chords  that […]

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Restless

O earth—friend—how nice you look today— your soft, pink blankets spread across the sky, inviting with the gentle touch of dawn. Your brown and rusted leaves you flag-like fly, a kindred spirit calling me to stay.   Do you know how much I want to stay?   My whole heart withers as I step away— […]

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