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I’m Here Sis

I’m Here Sis

I heard a child This morning Ask her mother, “Why do leaves Have to die?” as she Crunched through a pile of brown crumbles On the sidewalk. “The colors were So pretty!” she said. “Where Did they go?” I didn’t hear The mother’s Response. Maybe I would have said, “We...
Death Becomes Life

Death Becomes Life

It was a silky, milky Scene this past Sunday Beyond the lake bluff. The horizon had been erased, Reminding me of the day That had reminded me of The first of the last seven days of my mother’s life. There had been no divide Between water and Sky, heaven and...
On Being Safe and Receiving Grace

On Being Safe and Receiving Grace

Some trees grow straight and Some trees grow curved, but they all Grow in the same woods. My heart is breaking for those who have walked away from their churches and faith because of people’s opinions, or lack of opinion. My heart is breaking over any time I didn’t...
Concrete and Light for Dark Days

Concrete and Light for Dark Days

Sometimes I have to be reminded there is no place too hard for grace. Sometimes I have to be reminded how loved we are. Sometimes that’s hard. With all the contrary words and messages, I have to remember to look in before I look out. Looking in is a form of prayer,...
Where We Walk

Where We Walk

Carousel music Sails across the sky to me. Just the thought of you Makes things whimsical. So does walking beside you, It is magical. Inside a bookstore Window, we see a book called “Life Is Hard.” It is. I am happiest Walking outside in the sun. The light lifts my...
In the Woods and On the Water

In the Woods and On the Water

Almost overnight, Trees transformed into gumdrops— That’s what I call them. Through the red maples, A black squirrel caught my eye. What a rare moment! As if being chased, I saw deer gallop and leap. But they were playing! Todd found a bookstore In Three Lakes. I...
Where the Eagle Soars

Where the Eagle Soars

At Eagle River, I am reminded, we mount up On wings like eagles. In humility, We must know how to come down. Face things as they are! Still, O heart, be still. Water appears like glass as Birds fly branch to branch. Mind, body and soul, “Be still, know that I am God.”...
Meta Lake, A Marriage and Little Miracles

Meta Lake, A Marriage and Little Miracles

We headed up to Eagle River after I celebrated my thirty days of abstaining from wine with a glass of wine the night before. It didn’t taste good. It made me tired. It kept me awake in the night. For more than thirty years, I counted on my glass(es) of wine at the end...
I Can’t. But God.

I Can’t. But God.

Two more days till we drive up north. The leaves are changing colors, it will be gorgeous. The air has suddenly turned crisp. The furnace is on. Pack sweaters! Four more days till the wedding. It has been a wonder-filled, winsome time preparing my words to officiate....
Haiku On A Fall Day

Haiku On A Fall Day

Red sweatshirt on girl Red winged blackbird flying free Red barge heading out Red roof on beach house Red motorcycle on path Red car passing by Red leaves hang from branch Green leaves turning yellow-orange We all start...

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