There is a stillness That reaches to The very core of the soul, Like an anchor In the storm, Like a rock In shifting desert sand, Like a current Steering the river. It reaches deep, deep Beyond itself To peace Himself– The Christ–… Continue Reading “A Stillness”
I remember as a little girl, Wandering to the vacant lot in town, Stopping to pick the prettiest wildflowers, Then running them home to my mom, I don’t remember what she said, But she kept them ’til they died, So, I know she must… Continue Reading “Flowers for Mom”
What is faith,
But a deliberate belief
In what we cannot prove to others,
But we know for truth
In the heart.