Tag: Writing

I see it all around me. What the world calls beautiful. Glamour, Artifice, Power. And I look at myself. And what I see is not Glamorous, Artificial, Powerful— And I tremble at my ignorance. And I ask, God, Why am I not beautiful? Didn’t you make me to be...

“Play something for me, Ella,” I say, my hands resting on my guitar and my eyes on her face. “Please.” Her eyes dart to the piano, uneasy. I know what she’ll say, because I’ve asked her this question every day for five years now. She’ll say no. The music...

Chloe leapt over an overturned cart and crept between flaming houses. She knew she had to be brave. Radin had said that their mother would be at the shelter, but she wasn’t sure she could believe him. Mother had been out to draw water from the well when the...

Let the morning bring me word of your unfailing love, For I have put my trust in you. Show me the way I should go, For to you I entrust my life. Rescue me from my enemies, Lord, For I hide myself in you. Psalm 143: 8-9 NIV The...

As a family, we have had the tremendous opportunity to take a trip to Colorado. I’ve always wanted to visit the mountains, but until now, I never have. Last Saturday was pretty crazy, I must admit. Waking up, eating, then double-checking all of our 12 suitcases to be sure...

In the early morning hours, On the porch I sit. I sip my coffee and think about lovely things. And I listen to the birds singing. And the rain that falls from the grey skies Is so beautiful, And peaceful. And I sigh with wonder. In the early morning...

In the early morning sunlight, the songbirds awaken. We see them now, in the branches of the maples, Singing with no thought for tomorrow. The light of the sun shows us their gentle beauty, Their eyes, so bright. The cares of the day have not reached them; They have...

Desperation can make people do some very silly things. Now, his mother had warned him. She had told him not to do it. Jack should have listened! If he had listened, then he would never be where he is now… in danger of being a giant’s lunch! Oh Jack,  you...

I asked a good friend of mine what I should blog about recently. I was just stumped. Sure, I could ramble on about life and books and stories some more, but I’ve done a lot of that and wanted to write something different. Of course, she had plenty of...

A faithful reader of mine told me that she had been checking my blog every day in hopes of a new post. That’s one of the reasons I’m writing this now. I don’t know what I’m going to write about tonight. I’m going to start typing and see what...