He Said

I had a conversation yesterday that blessed me immensely and I hope it blesses you. It includes two boys whom I will call Adam (8) and Matt (6). Me: Good morning Boys: Good morning Adam: I like your dress.  It's pretty. Me: (looking down at my dress, laughing because everyone says that about this yellow … Continue reading He Said

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Like a River Glorious

She sat on the bridge rail Made of field stones, I sat on a mossy rock below Feet immersed in the ice Of May water running from Last month's snow, Watching it fall and chuckle Over moss coated rocks. diamond & emerald  Something about the water Washes away stresses That never really mattered. sand & … Continue reading Like a River Glorious

Beautiful Hands

White, As winter’s snow, Soft, As rose petals, Smooth , As silk, Slim and long. These are pretty hands. Brown, From the hot sun, Rough, From days of toil, Scarred, By nails, Large and calloused. These are beautiful hands, The hands of Jesus.

Mosaic

Start with a history lesson on Rome, add a yet-unplanned, elementary art class, and you get a mosaic.  At least, I did.  In the making, I found some reflections. In high school, my geography teacher taught me that Canada has a cultural mosaic.  Our American counter-parts have a melting pot.  By this, he meant that … Continue reading Mosaic