by Deb Farris | Jan 2, 2023 | Family, Musings, Pets, Poetry
In the dim light of Dusk, following the season’s First snow, Todd unloads The dishwasher. Stacks Of ceramic, handfuls of Silver are gleaming And put in place. I Lie there, listening. Moments Are measured. Cupboards’ Metal magnets snap Shut from shaky hinges while...
by Deb Farris | Dec 31, 2022 | Faith, Musings
“Look!” I said to Todd as I stopped at our dining room table that rarely looks uncluttered (like my head). But with a Centerpiece like this, who notices?! “Can you believe that tall stalk and those beautiful blooms grew from that ugly little bulb?!” “Oh, I know,” he...
by Deb Farris | Dec 28, 2022 | Devotions, Poetry
Different moods of water float with ease through broken ice. Let our moods too. As water is drawn through rocky shores toward sandy beaches, may we be drawn to? What is love that it should shine through the dark nights of our souls? What is darkness that it should...
by Deb Farris | Dec 21, 2022 | Advent, Devotions
O that we would have eyes to see the beauty within each other’s eyes and know the longing within each other’s sighs. O that we would have eyes to see the One who has no form within each other, until what is a mystery or lacking meaning, with new eyes would see and...
by Deb Farris | Dec 17, 2022 | Advent, Musings
It was eleven degrees outside and still dark. We were drinking coffee. “Did you really write that? A wee Babe’s face? Todd asked after I read him my poem. “I did. You don’t like it?” “Wee?” “What?” “We don’t talk that way,” he said attempting a Scottish accent. “A...