And then the boldness began. One tweet, two tweet, three tweet, four. Controversy seemed to flow from her fingers as she found one scandal after another online and blasted them over the internet. But her purpose was to incite others to action. Her purpose was to expose the issues. First, there was a high rankingContinue reading “Whistle Blower”
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A Short Story
Dear daughter loved a teddy bear. She snuggled on his knee and shared a secret or two, or three. Dear Grandmother loved a teddy too. She snuggled up to him as he would have her do. And then it did not end. Dear mother met him and pushed away and in the end told not toContinue reading “A Short Story“
Amazing
The idea of a tattoo had been running through her head every day. First, she had wanted a bridge over the stream on her ankle. Then she changed that idea to a stream with seven stepping stones with the letters c-a-l-l-i-n-g on them. Finally, this morning she thought of the man who had picked herContinue reading “Amazing“
Stumbling With Blistered Feet
Decades later, Ruth’s daughter Annie lay on the couch, exhausted. Lately she’d been running a marathon, working so hard on herself to be a better person and truly believing she was relying on her Jesus to heal. but not understanding the full force of rest in the Lord. Two hours after she lay down herContinue reading “Stumbling With Blistered Feet”
Duck, Duck, Goose
I thank photographer Sammie Chaffin for his skill and willingness to share his craft which I found on Unsplash.com
The Raven Catharsis
Originally posted on Purple Pennies:
This will be a memorable road trip, I thought, as I was driving down the street admiring the bittersweet beauty of the Garry Oak’s shedding their leaves in a? final burst of red, orange and yellow glory.? My sister and I were traveling four hours away to fling my mother’s…
Well . . .
Photo by Laurenz Kleinheider on Unsplash
Taking Charge
Morning news of a heightened health crisis in my province centered around the area where my children and grandchildren live. What can I do? And what should I think? I choose not to worry as that’s already a defeat. So now I’ll take to dancing in the kitchen again to alleviate my anxiety and putContinue reading “Taking Charge “
Shadow Work
Tiptoe past the door wearing a toga to get a towel to take a shower to clean myself but . . . Realized no soap could clean my mind stains. That is, until I was brave enough to look at my shadow And reach out to people. I had wronged, and also to hold othersContinue reading “Shadow Work“
Correction
Let me correct that last statement, you know my strength. “You’re the only one who ever stood up to your dad,” you said to me. That was only last year. Are you silently asking me to stand up to you? Are you asking for a way out of your nightmare? I can’t do that forContinue reading “Correction“