Seeing

I read, “Surely God is my help;the Lord is the one who sustains me.Let evil recoil on those who slander me;in your faithfulness destroy them,” Psalm 54:4-5. Wait.Not that last part, God. Not destroy.Redeem my enemy and me. Swallow our strife. Open blind eyes.like the centurion, who saw Jesus and believed,while at his post,doing business.… Continue reading Seeing

Simple Saving Song

Where do I begin To tell this tale of love? I thought it was about What I was most proud of, How I'd love you best. I thought you were my pursuit. But the better story is I'm the broken one you choose. I did my duty all those years But missed you all along--… Continue reading Simple Saving Song

Making Arrangements

If Mama were still alive this Mother's Day, I'd have a hard time finding the card I'd most want to send her.  I would have to make my own, and it would say:  "Thank you, Mama, that we didn’t discover any skeletons." That's a Mother's Day greeting I'll bet has yet to appear on any… Continue reading Making Arrangements

Just Sayin’

She was talking, but I wasn't listening. I was thinking about what I wanted to say. I don't have to tell you how popular this weakness of mine isn't, especially with my own family. "So what's your experience been?" she was asking. Caught red handed, I had no idea what she was talking about. "The… Continue reading Just Sayin’

Pining Poor

Dear Rock Creek Women Who Pine, I was feeling out of sorts because I hadn't really wanted to come.  I didn't want to go to church last Sunday either, and I didn't.  I've realized over the last few nights that I haven't been listening to what I've read in the Bible. I've read hurriedly, just… Continue reading Pining Poor

Joy at Dawn

I don't want to look at what's inside the Tupperware at the back of the fridge.  But once I brave it, I'm so relieved to start the task and be done with the judgment lurking in shadowy containers behind the non-expired hummus and pimento cheese.  There’s no guilt in dumping rotten food, no matter how… Continue reading Joy at Dawn