Words
She said her brothers would laugh at her and call her ugly. Her parents said she was worthless. They said she'd grow up to be a whore. I listened to her words through tears, hers and mine. Heart breaking. Beyond comprehension. How could the ones meant to love, to...
Sister Blogs: Hope With Feathers
I'm very excited to introduce you to my blog and real life friend Kristen Kill and her beautiful blog, Hope With Feathers. Kristen blogs about life in a two bedroom apartment with her husband and four young children in New York City. She writes about grace-filled...
Unseen
Half an oyster shell sits by my bathroom sink. Every morning I see its dull grey-brown surface and am reminded. Of the unseen. I have it by my sink, so I can watch the rainbow of colors appear on its surface when I hold it under the running water. Like magic, brought...
Sister Blogs: Curious Acorn
I knew I would like her when I read her blog's name, "Curious Acorn . . never stop learning" Just the sound drew me in, and what a place I found! In this vast world of blogging, some bloggers stand out right away. They combine photos, design, and authentic...
Ash
I wanted to go get ashes today. Is that how you say it? I don't even know. I just know I wanted to do it and have wanted to ever since the day I found out you could. That poor lady looked like she'd been hit. What could have caused a bruise on her forehead like that?...
Remember
The bit of cracker sits beside the small plastic cup brim full in the cup of my hands. I ponder the words, "Do this in remembrance of me." Was He afraid we'd forget? Faces of the ones I love come to mind. How I want them to remember my sacrifice. So I tell the stories...
