Of prickles, pain and portals….

Sometimes into life’s overwhelm come soft days so thick with grace it seems the volume gets turned up on your joy and drowns out some prickle, shaking dance back into tired feet ’til your heart starts taking on hope as heaven storms down light so fierce that it swallows up the dark. When you’re not…

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When shame and shoes come storming…..

Back when the world was a coloring book and my box of crayons still small, the questions to my answers began to rattle in the wind of a storm that blew in without warning on an ordinary morning as I sat pulling on my school shoes so I could hurry up the hill to catch…

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To the dark and endless skies, my love

(second in a series….a little love story) ….There came a slow closing to my heart with every prick of the lie; each disappointment made up another story as did the ugly stuff of life, stories about the One who’d held me tender in the trees, lies about his heart that in time I started to…

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