Who spilled the coffee? I spilled the coffee, and look what it made. My humble belief is that God has many names, and He is my Creator and yours too. My sticking part was Jesus Christ who I believe is a perfect host for human strife. May I humbly suggest, JC was manufactured to imprisonContinue reading “Coffee Hearts All Around”
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Thank You
This piece was written in response to a series of pictures paired with a song, that my friend sent me on Facebook. May it carry you on your own healing journey of Life Everlasting.
Experience to Goodness
Just want to share a Chex recipe I fudged a little, it’s from the inside of the Chex box and I added a twist. Passed on recipes are always the best. Do you have one to share too?
Gall Stones
She’s had her heart smashed in two by a certain gang or two They left her out to die. But she played them all at their game; and came out smelling like a colt. A colt 45 swinging from her thigh and she just stood up and owned it. All the barn walls came tumblingContinue reading “Gall Stones”
Honorable Justice,
With such a prestigious name and position we humbly ask you to consider us. We are the so-called down trodden, low lifers, imprisoned human beings. We have spent a lifetime gaining the courage that you have, and learned from your very public display, how to speak for ourselves. It’s with heartfelt thanks that we applaudContinue reading “Honorable Justice,”
A Perfect Morning
Waking up next to the warmth of him stretching and then holding and giving his arms a gentle squeeze. Self-love–stretching and pulling the mind. Then padding out to the kitchen and preparing a simple, yet classic meal of Bruschetta and grapes, laying it out on a charcuterie platter. Next, steeling into the bedroom to rouseContinue reading “A Perfect Morning”
With Thanks
She wondered, and prayed, and slept at which angle to show themselves the best and the others did discover in what they did invest. Like a swan invests the vision she drove and drove unto division. Like the wheat and the chaff to bring the farmlands back and give native ways to say “Now restoreContinue reading “With Thanks”
See Saw Serenade
The angel child was given a cross with a mustard seed the father he loved her and not to displease, as she was deprived of the apple of his eye. The angel look did slowly recede with the actions of the hurting read. With oceans of emotions she bound her feet and traveled inside. TheContinue reading “See Saw Serenade”
Shiny Things
I’m shiny–I’m onyx! (Thanks to Tyler Quiring for sharing a taste of his craft on Unsplash)
Dwelling in the mine of my mind and slogging through the slosh of what others and I did do, until with a humbling call to another one who so kind and dear lent her gentle voice and help and led me from the dungeon dark. As I squeezed through the hardened bars of my mindContinue reading
Purple Pennies 