Conquerors
O! The marvelous mystery!
I in You, and You in me.
Love stronger than kin,
Bound closer than skin,
We are inseparable.
(Romans 8:31-39)
O! The marvelous mystery!
I in You, and You in me.
Love stronger than kin,
Bound closer than skin,
We are inseparable.
(Romans 8:31-39)
Find previous chapters here. “It’s rising too fast!” the Princess’s offensive companion, Garrin, shouted. He had to shout to be heard, and even then Sir Lamarr could barely distinguish his words through the pounding rain and rushing water. The water was rising fast. Moments ago it had been a damp trail. Now it was inches…
“If you’re worried and you can’t sleep, just count your blessings instead of sheep and you’ll fall asleep counting your blessings” (Bing Crosby, “Count Your Blessings (Instead of Sheep)”). I’m not sure exactly why this song just popped into my head, but I am very glad it did. I recently realized that I’ve been complaining…
A while ago, I wrote about a bush in my backyard that I pruned to be shaped like a heart, a bush which became sort of a metaphor for my heart. You can read that post here. I’ve learned another lesson from my heart bush that I wanted to share with you. Over the winter,…
There is a reoccurring pattern in my life. Over and over, I discover myself in a deep hole of some habitual sin or another. I become convicted of disrespecting my parents, treating my sister terribly, worrying, procrastinating (aka not honoring God in my work), holding anger against specific people, etc. Each time I am convicted…
Each person’s history is unique, and forms who they are in complex, beautiful ways. We’ve been talking about this in my Multicultural Education class, and one of our assignments is to perform a piece of poetry about where we are from. Here’s mine so far. Please let me know what you think–and where you’re from…
There’s a golden clock In a clear glass dome Above six figures in a circle On the fireplace mantle. . I remember Grandma when I was a young girl. She laughed and baked and gardened And sat in her chair and read. So the clock ticked a happy tune And the figures beneath it danced….
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