“You have more faith than you think you have. You have faith enough to pray; you have faith enough to believe that you will be heard. Faith is a strange thing; it often conceals itself…Nevertheless, it is there.” -O. Hallesby I am reading Prayer, by Ole Hallesby–a Norwegian Christian who wrote in the early 1900’s–and […]
I sit here at my desk in the early morning of 6:30 A.M. The smell of fresh bread in the air, because either Dad or Mom creaked out of their bed at some ungodly hour to put ingredients in the bread machine, and then to form the dough into loaves when it was mixed, and
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Once upon a time there was a shy little Mennonite girl–well, actually she was twenty-four and not a little girl at all, but because she was young and shy and mostly innocent, she felt like a little girl; and maybe a part of her always will. Let me start again. Once upon a time there
Crack and boom of wild wars. Spirits rise to darkened skies. No hay today. I sit at my desk in the early morning, facing the blank white blind which I have pulled across my window to hide the dark. No face, no beauty in that. Words puddle on my computer screen, muddle from my fingers–fun
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I am a small mouse crouching in the grass, pink ears trembling, sky too large. This haiku, along with a poster-sized illustration of a small mouse in large grass, hangs on the east wall of my bedroom. I have never written anything more self-descriptive. Several years ago, I submitted the haiku to Red Cedar, the
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