Tag: Jesus

LENT – A Poetry Reading

Today is Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent. In years past, I’ve posted every day for Lent. Some years I even wrote a poem every day for Lent. Other commitments make that difficult this year, but I always like to do a little something...

Thoughts on “Can My Heart Be Broken?”

In my continuing series of posts from The C.S. Lewis Journal, today I’m writing about one of my favorite C.S. Lewis quotes. It’s all about love and how important it is. The Quote To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your...

Thoughts on “For Me Alone?”

Once again, I’m sharing thoughts from my response to a C.S. Lewis quote in The C.S. Lewis Journal. This one happens to be a longer quote and a longer prayer, and shorter thought. A Quote from Lewis Be sure that the ins and outs of...

I’ve Been Interviewed!

Last fall, I was interviewed by Cynthia L. Simmons for her radio show and podcast titled Heart of the Matter. I talked about my experience with sexual assault trauma, the effects of that trauma, and how God showed me the way out of the pit...

Thoughts on “Hiding in Plain Sight”

The C.S. Lewis Journal, which consists of quotes from various works of C.S. Lewis, each followed by two pages of blank lines to journal about that quote, is a favorite of mine. (I might be obsessed with blank journals generally, but that’s a story for...

Chance Cinquain Paint Chip Poetry Prompt

January is plugging right along. Here we are at week three and I kind of miss 2020. How about you? Well, we can’t go back so we’ll just keep moving forward. And for this year in paint chip poetry that means checking out the C...

Dreaming of the End — a Ballade

Last Friday, I posted my paint chip prompt without my poem. I promised to post it by Monday and here it is. While it is fictional, in that I haven’t actually had this dream, it is loosely based on my interpretation of what I’ve learned...

Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #50

It’s week 50 and I’m late. I spent yesterday reviewing the PDF of a 2,750-page book for work and couldn’t bring myself to sit in front of the computer to write this prompt and my poem last night. But it’s still Friday, so it’s all...

Drawn In

I’m drawn like cobalt to a magnet, My paucity seeking Your infinite grace. You don’t need me; Yet– You draw me in because You love me. Iron shavings scattered on the floor come together in Your magnetic presence. So I take shape in You. ____________________________________________________________________________...