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Month: March 2012

March 24, 2012


Sometimes when the longing strikes and the words refuse to come, I grab my camera and the nearest willing model and try to capture my heart with my lens. Here two of my favorites -- my younger daughter and my favorite poet -- do their utmost to help me.

March 24, 2012
Holding with Empty Hands

I am not a morning person. Never have been. But some days are easier than others. Some mornings I am warmed by Scriptures and the sun and the homespun sounds slipping under my door; my daughter making coffee, my son washing up breakfast dishes. But other days my heart does not rise to greet the […]

March 22, 2012
Savage Pilgimage

DH Lawrence and thousands like him, climbed from the trenches of World War One, slipped off their uniforms, and stepped into civilian life. But the landscape was different now, irrevocably altered. As were they.

March 20, 2012
Fearfully Un-afraid

"Your fear is what cripples you." His words cut through the night that lay at the end of what seemed an endless day. I burrowed deeper into the darkness that blanketed us, avoiding his meaning. Just beyond, a light calmly glimmered on the wall, as if to nod in electronic confirmation. My computer, now in […]