Unwrapping The Mask
Good morning... In art class, our eleven-year-old made a telling clay mask. Taped-tight beneath layers of newsprint, she secretly hid it in the garage. Spring cleaning several weeks later, I found the package lying amid odd-and-ends. Still wrapped. Still unexposed. Still hidden. Picking it up, I was surprised by its thick heaviness. “Honey, this has your name on it. Is it something you made at school?” “Oh, yeah. That’s stupid. You can just throw [...]
Tiny Stitch By Tiny Stitch
“Mommy, are you a good sew-er?” my youngest son asked as he entered the dining room. Without looking at him, I said nonchalantly, “I know how to sew a little bit. What do you need?” “Mommy, are you a really good sew-er?” his trembling voice made my eyes dart up. That’s when I saw tears in his eyes, the head of his magic elf in his right hand, and the body of his magic elf [...]
God Is Like Bath Water
Bath water pours into the tub, inches-up the solid sides, and levels the powerless lip before it overflows onto the bathroom floor, flooding, flooding, flooding the room. The Almighty showers down on me, fills my heart with Spirit, and levels my powerless lip before God overflows into the lives around me, flooding, flooding, flooding the room. Such spiritual overflow occurs only when I do not unplug. May the God of hope fill you [...]
I Am NOT So That I Am
Good morning... If I were a neat freak, I wouldn’t be a writer. If I needed eight hours of sleep every night, I wouldn’t be a writer. If I loved to read, filling my time and my head with words written by others, I wouldn’t be a writer. God made me a messy insomniac, with dyslexic tendencies, so that I would be a writer. I see it clear as day. Now I see it [...]
The LORD Calls My Pen
God had you in mind on April 30, 1988. When my pen left its first mark on a blank journal page, these are the words formed by my twenty-five year old fingers. “Being aware and attentive to feelings, thoughts, inklings is very important to me. For if I don’t know my inner world, I won’t be able to share it with you. And if I don’t share what I have been given, one of [...]