
Courage
Courage
whispered the autumn leaf
He,
born of spring’s budding hope
Courage
whispered the autumn leaf
He,
born of spring’s budding hope
Why did you decide to write Long Days of Small Things: Motherhood as a Spiritual Discipline?
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I trade my shorts for blue jeans, even though it is 90 degrees inside and out. It has been so long since I wore long pants, I’ve forgotten what it feels like. I print out a short note, translated by Google into Arabic. I arrange a few freshly baked cookies on ... I close my eyes and, effortlessly, I’m a child again, sitting in my parents’ blue Plymouth Reliant, riding in the dark along WI-29. Heading home. Everything is perfectly still, except for the rhythmic thunk…thunk…thunk as our wheels speed over the seams in the road. My eyes ... I always realized But now Who are you? Courage Courage It is time to draw near again For I will be encompassed, consumed My heart is full tonight. It is a hot, humid evening after a hot, humid day. My house looks as thought it has been hit by a major storm and I realize in a very deep part of myself that there is truly no use trying to clean up for years to come; to put away the the books pulled from the shelves, ... Allow me to tell you a story. There is a woman, worried for her daughter. She has tried everything with no success, but today she has a new idea. A teacher and healer has slipped into town, his reputation preceding him. The odds that he’ll see her, or help her, aren’t great – but ...
On Mission with Blue Jeans and Cookies
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Remembering Home
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I Thought I Knew You
only in part
as though through a glass
darkly.
But still I assumed
I could grasp
I could know
I assumed.
not disillusioned
but in awe
amazed
on my knees
on my face
Can ...
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Courage
whispered the autumn leaf
He,
born of spring’s budding hope
commissioned for summer’s verdancy
yet most glorious in decline
urged the autumn leaf
As he,
in trust and gratitude
released his hold once, and for all
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Prenatal
To come home to You, to what is deep within me, and to those who gather around me
To watch and to wait; to be open, to surrender, to accept
To seek out peace, quietness, meditation, and prayer.
As joy ...
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Fullness
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A Fine Turn of Phrase
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