by Deb Farris | Apr 25, 2020 | Devotions
How completely stupid is despair. It doesn’t understand nor learn and it has no desire to. What boring company I sometimes keep. But it’s the one who does understand and has learned that it was in despair’s midst, resurrection lifted its head. What one may regard as...
by Deb Farris | Apr 7, 2020 | Devotions
Desolation and isolation close in on me. I wake every hour through the night, and wake in the morning wondering if God wants me to engage in more Zoom meetings. I know He is there when two or more are gathered in His name and crying out to Him. Or is this the time to...
by Deb Farris | Mar 28, 2020 | Devotions
Distraction. I can only imagine the hopscotch we are playing across the internet. I stop playing. I keep my routine. I begin each day in my corner of the couch, Todd in his. We drink coffee. He reads the papers and keeps me informed. I want summaries of local,...
by Deb Farris | Mar 27, 2020 | Devotions
They walked on the shoreline of La Saladita and she said she needed a coconut shell to carry the treasures she was collecting. Before she had even finished the sentence, she could feel his eyes roaming the sand. He found one within minutes and smashed it against a...
by Deb Farris | Mar 18, 2020 | Devotions
“Did you hear?” Todd asked. “The birds are back.” We were having coffee in the space that has now become our home office. The lines between the two—work and home—have blurred beyond belief and I’m not experienced at this. Two days of working from home, I...
by Deb Farris | Feb 19, 2020 | Devotions
I used to draw and paint. I used to sing, I used to play…the piano. Now I work and rest, I worship. I write and when I leave this life I wonder if I will leave everything unfinished. When we are given a certain ability and it is not used, is it removed like the...
by Deb Farris | Feb 14, 2020 | Devotions, Uncategorized
Tender His thoughts by hearing His voice, He might speak through another to you. It may enter in waves, rushing tides of truth, or in whispers, morning dew’s holy kiss. Bending limbs, these arms carry sorrow yet reach skyward towards Eternity. Listen with your...
by Deb Farris | Feb 8, 2020 | Devotions, Poetry
Walking through the woods in an icy winter snow when breath becomes crystallized and trees bejeweled Or walking in the spring when a tree births new buds and leaves trails of sweet scents lingering Or napping beneath a summer umbrella of limbs as breezes, scarves of...
by Deb Farris | Feb 1, 2020 | Devotions
Heart be still to heaven’s sound as the gull’s call greets the day. Joy, water’s ripples ever-widening, beyond all senses, beyond all knowledge, still bears fruit from long years’ past. Love’s rhythm alone shall last. 7 7 5 5 5 5 7...
by Deb Farris | Jan 25, 2020 | Devotions
Bradford Beach, Lake Michigan. Milwaukee,...
