All alone at work, it was time to turn on something to listen to. I opened a new tab on the computer and found a site broadcasting hymns. Some I knew, others I didn’t, but one rather startled me with its opening line: “I have an excuse”. What? A song about making excuses is a… Read More I Have An Excuse
Cubit…cubit…span. God measures the heavens with His hand. He weighs the mountains He plumbs the seas. He counts each hair. He tallies up the sand.Lived…begat….died. God numbers each breath of man …adds days to the righteous …takes away the years of the wicked …multiplies sorrows to the oppressor …divides strength of foes’ planOpen all the… Read More God is an Accountant
The first winter and spring of living in Oklahoma have trickled away. I say spring, even though it’s still only May, partly because it’s half-way through, and partly because most of the winter was so mild it felt more like spring then winter. Not all the winter was mild. We had snowfall one weekend in… Read More With Each Passing Moment
We were supposed to get together at the end of the year, and that never went through. I do have a story for the last set of rules, but have heard of no other contributions. Is this the end? Is it a lull? Is it a parting of ways and directions, with writing to form… Read More The Last Cousin’s Story?
One swallow. Bones and teeth and hair and all.Owl pellet. Strained of food, a dried up ball.Puzzlement. Owls ate what before the fall?
For those who may have been wondering what I have been about this summer since it obviously has not been writing, here is a post about my move to Oklahoma. Here I am at my new house. No, I don’t have any pictures of the piles of boxes that I’ve been unpacking for my main… Read More Day By Day
Lift up your eyes Unto the sky For glory fills That arch up high The sun sinks down—God is a master craftsman. The stars shine bright—God endures forever. The wind gusts by—God walks throughout the earth. The sun comes up—God is faithful. The soft clouds float—God is the King of Peace. The clouds pile high—God… Read More The Heavens Declare
Thunder and lightning and trumpets and smoke!God lit on the mountain, and from there He spoke.His statutes are holy, His judgments are right–Thunder and lightning and smoke.God lit on the mountain, His presence a flame,The smoke of His holiness shrouding His name.He stooped to come down to the top of mount’s height.God lit the mountain… Read More Thunder and Smoke
For all those who have been thinking, “Where are the stories? It’s far past August!” here they are, late but present (at least all that I could get my hands on). All three of these follow the story rules “Inspired by Sayings”. If you want a refresher as to which saying were the inspiration, you… Read More And finally…stories
A friend was telling me about her baby who doesn’t like loud noises. When he hears something loud, he will start making worried sounds and look at her. She assures him it’s okay. Sometimes that helps, and sometimes he decides it can’t be, really. He has been okay with dogs until recently. On a walk,… Read More Scary Dogs
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