I’m pretty sure I’ve had a cold/sinus infection since December 1. It has backed off a little here and there as some kind of bacterial mercy move, but for the last two weeks (or something like that), it’s been no nonsense, in your face (and nose, and eyes, and ears, and chest), Die Hard withContinueContinue reading “What Chamomile and Honey Can’t Do”
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Great Is Thy Faithfulness
I woke up with yesterday’s frustrations heavy on my chest and lodged in my gut, a physical ache I’d like to attribute only to a glass of wine before bed and not enough water. I padded down the hall and wondered whether I could convince Henry to go back to sleep after he ate so I couldContinueContinue reading “Great Is Thy Faithfulness”
Last Words Series Part Three – "Mary at the Cross"
Mary at the CrossI am not old. A bewildered mothersince conception who stored up each moment. Now I will recall the way you reached for me, a babe, and only see your outstretched arms.Son, do not abandon me—every hourhas been mystery, how my Lord suckled at my breast, relied on me to learn the waysContinueContinue reading “Last Words Series Part Three – "Mary at the Cross"”
Last Words Series – Part Two, "Breath"
This poem wiggles around on the page and has funky spacing, but I thought I’d give it a shot here, because I don’t think you need to have the visual effect in order to read the poem. In fact, I’ve changed some of the line breaks for this post, just because. 🙂 Breath You areContinueContinue reading “Last Words Series – Part Two, "Breath"”
Mercy Me, It’s Broccoli
In the ongoing saga of Elvis: To Eat or Not to Eat, the plot recently took a surprising turn. In a world where parents battle preschoolers over eating anything green, where anything labeled “vegetable” is spit out and gagged upon, in a world where kids slip miniature cheese-covered trees down to the dog underneath theContinueContinue reading “Mercy Me, It’s Broccoli”
Sarah Marie Wells 