On Friday, September 06 th, 2013
The plan was supposed to be that we would take him west. That he’d turn 18 and go west. That we’d pack up his room, his dog-earred G.A. Henty books, that thinning and scratchy red wool blanket of my grandmother that’s laid at the foot of his bed, the oiled painting that he was given from those mothers up in the mountains of Haiti, and his fading jeans and plaid shirt. And...
On Thursday, March 29 th, 2012
That is what came at the end. At the end of the day, after the pots soaked in the sink and the books and the remnants of the day stacked high in baskets. After she washed the eggs and threaded that needle for her mama doing up mending. After the raucous and rowdy finally stilled and the pansies drowsed heavy out under that Big Dipper swinging high. That is...
On Thursday, June 23 rd, 2011
Because the knowing Him on paper needs to lead to knowing Him in person. Because one is only onto superficiality. And the other alone onto salvation. :: :: He says, “Be still, and know that I am God…” ~ Psalm 46:10 :: :: :: ::
On Wednesday, June 24 th, 2009
This is praying time, and the act of listening in prayer is the same act as listening in writing.” ~Madeleine L’Engle I read Scripture. I listen. I pray. I pick up pen. I listen. I pray. This writing becomes prayer, heart stretched right out, poems laid bare. One of my held-close, always-come-with-me journals is my Prayer-Poem Journal. It is, like nearly all end...
On Wednesday, March 11 th, 2009
We lay ours aside, the words that normally fill our mouths, and sit around the table, slipping our forks under squash from our dirt, meat from our barns, and we offer each other words, living out words of the Psalmist. “God raised the sun today!” Hope grins, lighting. “I don’t hurt anywhere.” Levi looks up from his plate, fingers curled around fork. His scars curl too...
On Thursday, February 26 th, 2009
Great is the LORD and most worthy of praise;his greatness no one can fathom. One generation will commend your works to another;they will tell of your mighty acts. They will speak of the glorious splendor of your majesty, and I will meditate on your wonderful works.” ~verses we’re reciting together around the table this week,as we memorize Psalm 145 Lord, today ...
On Wednesday, January 28 th, 2009
Those thick Dutch fingers, farm worn and time-tested, have pecked again, one small key at a time, pressed send. Good morning, all, Yes checking how it is with you all, for the rest of the fam, if the chicken pox moved in. Its to be 81 f today, and cold again for the weekend. I have enjoyed all of you here, the singing hymns after the meals was so good, keep it up all of you. T...
On Monday, November 24 th, 2008
Winter winds blast and the Branch holds me and I forget not all His benefits, just, sadly, too many, when I was formed just for that, to bless the Lord, all that is within me, to bless His holy name. It is, but shouldn’t be hard, to remember the benefits of Him who is my good above all other who arches a cathedral over these long winter days a...
On Wednesday, November 12 th, 2008
“God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars.” ~Martin Luther So we go out and gather it all up…. and lay it on the old round table a parchment of His grace creation, unfurled to run our fingers across with all its textures and hues and God script, the gospel inked in green. I promise. It&...
On Friday, June 13 th, 2008
verses from Psalm 5, a morning Psalm…. “Listen, Yahweh! Pay attention!Can you make sense of these ramblings,my thunder-clap cries?King-god, I need your help. Every morningyou’ll hear me at it again.Every morningI lay out the pieces of my lifeon your altarand watch for fire to descend….I, your invited guest,am full of awe.I enter your house, here I ampros...
On Saturday, April 19 th, 2008
Visit “Of Poets and Saints” for the why of “The Psalm in my Pocket”…. “Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving and raise a loud shout to him with psalms.’ ~ Psalm 95:1 The LORD, the God of gods, has spoken; he has called the earth from the rising of the sun to its setting. Out of Zion, perfect in its beauty,God reveals him...
On Tuesday, April 15 th, 2008
Visit “Of Poets and Saints” for the why of “The Psalm in my Pocket”…. “Let us come before his presence with thanksgivingand raise a loud shout to him with psalms.’ ~ Psalm 95:1 “To you I lift up my eyes,to you enthroned in the heavens. As the eyes of servants look to the hand of their masters,and the eyes of a maid to the hand ...