and Purposeful Prose
Prin was always stewing over everything. Her little sister, Glo, constantly chided her to simmer down. Little sis, however, was rather difficult to please. To be fair, both sisters were two peas in a pod. Prin was just as difficult. She was also very sensitive, which meant that she felt everything. Nevertheless, one bright and [...]
I wondered if I should title this one "Organize." My thoughts are so all over the place. It feels as if my heart is all over the place too. I'm scrambling this morning for what kind of photo to use for this post! Ever been there? Oh, I already have a photo. Never mind! However, [...]
I'm already laughing about the title of this post. The above photo is one of the few items I have as a keepsake that belonged to my great-grandma. It's called The Welsh Tea Party. From what I've read about this object the Welsh didn't dress this way. This is just a fancy costume. However, this [...]
Nothing went as planned last Saturday. I don't know if it was because I was overtired--not having had enough sleep--but one failed attempt at making the best of this day, after another, sent me back to bed in tears. It feels so stupid. I felt ridiculous. First I couldn’t connect with Jesus. Then I couldn't [...]
Fiction and reality collide. Faceless and so busted up inside. -Fireflight/You Decide When I wrote the poem "Honesty" I was looking ahead with less than hopeful thoughts, I was also looking back with mixed feelings. Things definitely didn't go as we'd imagined. Early into our married life hurdles and dashed dreams found us. Andrew’s health problems [...]
I thought I deleted this first poem. Why? I believed it wasn't good enough. More so because it's so honest. Too honest. Then I was praying one morning, and I used the words "sinking like a stone." Immediately this poem came to my mind. I regretted deleting it, but then I remembered it was probably [...]
If I could write a symphony While I'm down here on my knees And If the melody could melt a room like wax It still wouldn't be enough To express all that You have done. If I could sing like angel choirs And light the stage with flames of fire And if my voice could [...]
It was time to get ice cream and fries again. As we pulled out onto the road I noticed the blue sky and wonderful white clouds. Off in the distance a perfect row of clouds caught my eye. I pointed them out to Andrew. Then as I looked out my passenger side window I said, [...]
Waking a bit melancholy isn't abnormal for me, but I've been surprised a few times to wake up and smile at the day. Last Saturday was a bit of a melancholy start, but Jesus gave me something to smile about right away. Next, I spent quite a bit of time with Him meditating on His [...]
Evening Light So lovely a night Warm through and through Let me bask in this sight. Can't I stay outside? Can't I capture the moon? I could sleep under the stars Till I'm bit by a racoon. Tina S.W. July 21, 2020 Ah, Canadian poetry. Nothing but the best. Photos! My weeds! They've grown like [...]
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