The Glass Blower, The Lamp Worker and The Crucible

The aged man named Joshua stepped carefully to the first oven with his ancient tools. He wore steel-toed boots, and protective glasses. He knows that synthetic garments cannot be worn here because anything made of false fibers will melt. The heat from the oven warmed his face as he continued spinning the metal rod in…

The Five-Fold and Accountability–Part III

“Remember your leaders, who spoke the word of God to you. Consider the outcome of their way of life and imitate their faith” (Hebrews 13:7). Before we look at mentor-ship, I first want to reiterate Part One and Two of this blog series and discuss more concerning the five-fold that was set up by Adonai….

Hope the Size of Helium

It was one of those cool unisex names you hear spoken over a spunky three-year-old tomboy with ringlets– a name like Charlie, Jessie, Bobbie, and Jordan. To protect the innocent, I’ll call her Johnnie. The first time I met Johnnie is imprinted in my mind—branded even. I had just moved into a shotgun house on…

The Taste of Rain

This is a poem I wrote in or around 2007 after losing my health, my home, my career, and occupation. During this dark night of the soul, my ex-husband left the country and never returned. The poem is darkness and light. Finding the light is like tasting the rain.   King David played the golden…