shalom for the soul//a poem

to be seen and know to the end of your beingarms wide and heart beating andlungs contract with frantic breathing andwaiting for disownment but not receivingit, left confused and wild and slow andknown and known and known and known. shalommeans peace and news that makes wholeto be known is shalom for the whole of yourContinue reading “shalom for the soul//a poem”

even in the dust there is life

there is light even in the places you cannot find it and God has glory even in the times when death seems final and there is peace even when you can’t find a reason behind it and there is newness in the old and the hard and the times of silence for when God tookContinue reading “even in the dust there is life”

So, what are your New Years resolutions?

“What is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you care for them?” PSALM 8:4 NIV So, what are your New Years resolutions? It’s a question I’m starting to hear more and more as we enter the new year. We each try to set goals and take direction for the next year.Continue reading “So, what are your New Years resolutions?”

//paper flies//

Paper airplane flying dreams plain and simple straight and clean. Stark contrast with the business, past which it streams; mind of a child taking wings. Imagine if we took everything like a piece of paper- saw past the four edges the bold letters, hard desk edges and saw the potential. If the sheet was folded,Continue reading “//paper flies//”

{This is Paradise}

I miss the hot humid evenings of walking and no fear and laughter over everything. You taught me to accept and to reject rejection. It’s a rare thing to find people who are of the same mind and who set you on fire more than you were before they were in your life. But eventually-Continue reading “{This is Paradise}”

{Sunset, moving on}

Bittersweet sunset meets the horizon and I realize it’s time to move away. Sunsets fade and so do memories; revisiting this place means remembering. Not only the things I wish I could forget, but also letting myself see the good. I’m not sure which hurts worse- never seeing beauty or never forgetting it. Never lettingContinue reading “{Sunset, moving on}”