- Proof Positive!
- Weekly Photo Challenge: [Noise] In the Background
- My Birds Have Gone Catatonic!
- Groucho Finch
- Trouble in WP City?
- Dove Whispers
- Food Fight
- Spam–> the breakfast of champions . . . or not
- Sunday Haiku
- After the Rain
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Escape
- Yard Trek–The Next Generation
- Oh, No . . . Mustn’t Forget the Mama!!!
- I Must Thank My Squirrel
- Let Us Pray
- The Last Thing My Stupid Brother Said . . .
- My Stupid Brother Said . . .
- Weekly Photo Challenge: Pattern #2
What’s been on my mind . . .animals birds Christian Christmas clouds color Descanso Gardens desert faith fall family finches flowers food grandchild grandchildren hope house finch humming birds humor Jackson Lake loss love memories Music nostalgia Pacific O philosophy photography photo of the week 2012 poerty poetry roses San Diego Zoo snow sunset thought for the day thoughts trees water weekly photo challenge weekly photo challenge 2012 weekly photo challenge 2013 winter writing
Tag Archives: suffering
In the absence, I feel longing. The longing cannot be explained away, dissected, bisected, and catalogued. It is blood deep, bone deep, urgent; and the waiting hurts. The absence wants filling—the rising of this sunken sap, the swelling of these … Continue reading
When you do all you know to do, and when all the other fuzzy parts are Spirit crafted, and you know it, you see it, and you can’t and don’t take the credit, then you have this big confidence that all … Continue reading
Broken hearts must not bleed. They must not leave an obvious trail because I walked by you, every full and busy day, and your smile did not hint of your hemorrhaging heart. Your eyes did not mirror your interior paint-peeling, … Continue reading
“Three fast-food workers were found shot to death Wednesday . . .” “An explosion caused by a leaking propane tank leveled a house, killing a woman . . .” “A young actor was found dead in a hotel . … Continue reading
As I made the important decision this morning between Frosted Mini-wheats and egg and toast, you sobbed quietly in your hospital bed. Your tiny wisp of a child died in the night—born early. Your arms were empty. While I perused the … Continue reading
pure-joy Ever wonder if your life matters and if you have a voice to influence? Read about this inspiring gal.
I equipped the big walk-in closet in the living room of our tiny duplex with a green second-hand crib and stocked the built-in drawers with soft little layette items. Long, wispy, white curtains tied back with yellow ribbon made an … Continue reading
Pry from my hands these little trinkets, these very important “holy” things. Break these idols that I trust in; let me know my depth of sin. Devastate me with Your nearness; fill me with Your Spirit’s blaze. In one moment, … Continue reading