( Reflection of Palm Sunday) New shoots of green life I wave at His feet Pushing past the dirt of my own humanity I lift high my hands to worship. New hope of redemption I plea for your Majesty "Just one more touch?" As you pass my way The robe of your Glory Wraps … Continue reading Ascension

Goodbye November-Reflections on Words, The Wind & Wounds

This morning is crisp, cold and calm. Thin ice coats the grass outside my window-freezing ever blade in real time. Inside I snuggle close to my furriest blanket. Whiffs of pine-sol and sweet potato pie linger in the air. They are evidence of yesterday's cleaning spree and today's breakfast. There is a huge empty corner … Continue reading Goodbye November-Reflections on Words, The Wind & Wounds