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February 9, 2021

Thoughts on “For Emergency Use Only”

I’m once again sharing a few thoughts on a quote from The C.S. Lewis Journal, this time an excerpt from The Problem of Pain. Lewis is a very deep thinker and sometimes it takes a few readings to truly get his meaning. But this one...

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November 11, 2020

Mending Toys and Hearts

“Did you get a new puppy?” It’s a question we often hear on our walks, especially when we’re on the last leg and home is in view of his nose. That’s when the puppy like spunk shows up, when he’ll look back to make sure...

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June 23, 2020

No More Denial

Her impish face was adorable. I so wanted to play this game she’d made up. “Hold these,” she chirped, and handed me three pine cones. I don’t even know where she got pine cones in Houston, Texas. I hadn’t seen many pine trees. Try as...

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March 26, 2020

Willing to Empathize

The words sympathy and empathy are, according to the dictionary, synonyms. Many people use them interchangeably, but they don’t mean exactly the same thing. I can sympathize with pretty much anyone if I want to, but there are many people I cannot empathize with. For...

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April 16, 2019

Thoughts on Prayer

Prayer flies heaven-circling like hawk swirling on a thermal wave Prayer settles cross-laden dreams deep in the heart and soul Prayer floats water-spoken currents of faith in the Creator Prayer praises ocean-breached majesty of desert deliverance Prayer drowns tear-culled pain finding hope in the smile...

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September 13, 2017

Stillborn

One of my nieces asked me to write a poem for her good friend who had a miscarriage at 35 weeks. She knows that I’ve had a miscarriage and write poetry, and she said all the ones she could find in cards or online were...

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April 18, 2017

Dying Slowly

If I’d been the thief on the cross Dying next to Jesus last Friday Today I’d be in His paradise Instead of hanging here still Dying a little each day __________________________ Decided to share this melancholy poem as a postcard to the other side for...

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December 5, 2016

Her Hideous Scar

Once I saw her without her shirt or bra revealing the scar where her surgeon first took her diseased breast then sloppily gathered excess skin in a quick running stitch of sutures leaving her hideously deformed It’s no wonder I seldom saw her smile _______________________ De is running the...

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August 19, 2016

My Story in 44 Words

Another poem written during my coaching class with Sarah Thebarge. —– My Story – A Quadrille They stole my innocence, my peace Left me powerless, without any choice Pain buried in alcohol, drugs, academic success Unhealed pain, despair, darkness never leave, never will God calls...

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