wash me clean

wash me clean

She slipped in quietly, turning on one lamp near my bedside. She moved about her work without saying much, in a ritualistic sort of way–her arms strong, and face tender. She smiled at me when I opened my eyes, “I’m here to clean you up a bit...
on re-learning how to pray

on re-learning how to pray

Sitting there in the darkened room while the book study DVD rolled on the screen to my right, I experienced the most jarring realization. We’ve been doing it all wrong.  Since my children were babies, we’ve practiced the folding of hands for...
you are a creative

you are a creative

Henri Matisse once said, “Creativity takes courage.” Courage runs in short supply with me. I am much less brave outwardly, than I am in my own head. But like anything else, creativity can be practiced. It’s like a muscle we have that when unused,...
the path to freedom

the path to freedom

I sit in quiet and wait. Though I’ve been nagging God for answers and insight, He remains silent on a particular issue I keep bringing before Him. I’m puzzling over the questions I’m asking–are they the right ones?  Is my focus in the wrong...