Wholly Illuminated

This week while scrolling through social media I read a meme (below) that described my week or parts of my whole existence.   The meme along with the raw words written by a friend pierced me. Her vulnerability at that moment ministered to me. It went to a place in my soul that was in…

Retribution

I am seeing an ostomy nurse who specializes in patients with acute and chronic “wound” care. Things in the natural often mimic things in the spirit. Wounds and pain are funny things. They have layers. They have smells and degrees of infection and pus. They can be covered up with a Band-Aid or douched in…

Ten Plus Things Not to Say to Sick People and Why

Before you get to the meat of the message below, I want to voice that I believe Our Father is Big enough to heal any manner of sickness and disease, and one day He will! We must teach the next generation to care for His fantastic earth. I believe our children’s children will grieve over…

Superman Ice Cream

Her eyebrows looked like two worms– bait worthy for catching trout, and her smile was like a bag of marshmallows—soft and gooey, sweet even. I couldn’t stop watching her piercing green eyes that made it hard to notice the other pieces of her collected self. A hat would have helped the frizzy hair, but for…

Off the Grid

I want to go off the grid. My mouth and fingers away from the eyes of a button marked click like, love, unlike. A thumbs up. An emoji that cannot equate the feelings in the heart created by Our King. I want to go off the grid. Away from the scrolls and scowls of the…

A bit of Jade

    “Where you off to, Jade?” He looked past me kind of shy-like. I had no idea what made me spill out my next words, except for a fear of being alone and the urge to know him better. “Oh, I was just thinking about going down by Jupiter Lake and taking a stroll.  …

Pink Cotton Candy

“There’s always a time to shine,” she said, curling her bottom lip. “You need to let the light shoot out of your hair like cracked eggshells covered in glistening white yolks.”   Sparkles.   I pictured her hair standing up all over her head illuminated and glistened like the moon draped over an armchair or…

Holes in my Soul

I wrote this poem in 1998 at a very painful time in my life. So thankful for the Father and His healing balm. Hope you enjoy.   Holes in my Soul   My friends are now obsolete. And time is bought painfully cheap. I wonder what’s the score. As you trickle down my thoughts With…

Author of the Month

  This month’s author of the month is a young man my husband and I met while searching for a nice restaurant in our area. We live in a rural area now and getting a nice dinner seemed out of the question until we landed at a locally owned BBQ place with a unique menu….

Kentucky Book Fair

I have been trying to get caught up with blogs, book chapters, and marketing eBooks. Shortly after the Kentucky Book fair I went to stay at my son’s home for a couple weeks and recuperated after a minor surgery. Before I knew it Thanksgiving had come and gone. So I am just now getting a…