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When the Cloud Lifts

When the Cloud Lifts

Morning arrives earlier than in days past. I wake in the dark long before daylight, somewhere between midnight and daybreak which suits my disposition. Admittedly, I’m passing through the dark, but heading toward dawn. When the cloud settles upon you, stay put, the...
An Allegory of Faith

An Allegory of Faith

One way ends, another begins. Recycled Syntyche. Reused like an old bike, broken apart, its parts repurposed and passed on. She always wanted to believe that God could recycle her into something new and sleek with lots of good gears to travel light and with speed....
Looking for Deeper Meaning

Looking for Deeper Meaning

I know, this may not seem like a popular topic, but will you stay with me for a moment? Reading Leviticus was kind of like hanging out with an annoying person, don’t you think..? “Oh no, not this again,” I would mutter, but then began to realize I...
When Love Overwhelms

When Love Overwhelms

My head was in the way. That’s never a good thing. I can’t write from my head. It doesn’t work. The last thing I want to do is waste your time. The best I can give you must start and end with my heart. And when it does, I know. There is a release, a sort of...
My Pugnacious Fear

My Pugnacious Fear

I’m awake. Unsettled, unsatisfied by my inability to have ink flow on the paper this weekend. Swirling words became twisted and forced by some false attempt at fleeing from fear. I didn’t overcome anything. Least of all my fear. It’s still here, it woke me. I had laid...
There’s Still Lots of Work to Do…

There’s Still Lots of Work to Do…

I don’t know about you, but I need to breathe in that soothing fragrance today. The water is boiling, our places are set. The Jasmine leaves are in the teapot, and I’ve opened up His Love Letter to us. It’s over here on the table, come sit with me? There is this...
The Callback

The Callback

I want to hold on to this day, the hours within it, the moments as they unfold, reminding me of days spent in the golden wheat fields of my childhood. I would lie in tall grass, my face up to a ceiling of amorphous clouds, white against blue, transparent and opaque,...
The Devil is in the Detail?

The Devil is in the Detail?

The snow is cooperating today. You know my reading is not going according to plan. The plan was to be on Day 43 and I am still trailing six days behind. It’s these details! You can’t skim through Exodus, can you? Anyway, it’s a snowy day and all I need to do is think...
Good Evening

Good Evening

The black ice, treacherous beneath a blackening sky. Bitter wind seeps through chimney bricks. Your presence is so soothing to me, I say, breaking the silence. What? Just having me around? Mmm, just the sound of your puttering. This is not puttering. What would you...
The Pursuit

The Pursuit

I am ending the week where you might have begun. I’m still in Week 5 when the plan was to be in Week 6. Something has held me back. I get stuck on words and sentences. I find myself fitting my own life experiences and patterns into the scenarios of the scriptures. I...
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