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My Jesus

My Jesus

He is like the trillium catching me by surprise in the woods, the milky white of the stars spilling across the sky, the flash of red in a forest of umbers and olives, the flames of glory in the setting sun. He is more than I ever hoped for and far exceeds what I...
Through the Tall Wooden Door

Through the Tall Wooden Door

Through the tall wooden door she leaves one realm and enters another, turning the nob, stepping into dawn’s light, streetlights yet lit, half-moon lingers. The sun hovers above horizon, a mirage, holy light, appears with early morning dog walkers. Icicles break free...
Pouring a Cup…Need One?

Pouring a Cup…Need One?

I don’t know about you, but I need to breathe in a soothing scent. Coffee it is. The water is boiling, our cups are set. I’ve opened up His Love Letter to us. It’s over here on the table, come sit with me? There is this section that I keep thinking about. Look with me...

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