I’ve come to sing you a song called December. Ryan Murphy, Down with the Ship I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s BALANCE) and write for five minutes about it. I have no intention of stepping a foot outside today, except for
Deep calls to deep, and my soul finds no resting place but Him. Estelle White I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s DEEP) and write for five minutes about it. Deep calls to deep. There is a restlessness and a stirring. I return
I lift my eyes unto the hills Where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord The maker of Heaven and Earth Psalm 121:1,2 I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s PRAISE) and write for five minutes about it. The
We can ignore even pleasure. But pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: it is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.” C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday
August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time. Sylvia Plath I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s RUSH) and write for five minutes about it. Today, the last day of what
“We are not necessarily doubting that God will do the best for us; we are wondering how painful the best will turn out to be.” ~ C.S. Lewis I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s WAY) and write for five minutes about
A spark neglected makes a mighty fire. Robert Herrick I’m joining in with a group of writers for Five Minute Friday where we’re given a prompt (this week it’s DONE) and write for five minutes about it. A fire burns on the hills directly across the river from where we live. It grows quickly; the