My Parables

Fine Line

“Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered,…

Weeds

Emptied. Hungry. Tired. Burned out. All of the…

Braids of Faith

By the time I…

Order in Disorder

In my line of…

Chains and Change

Blessed is the one…

Redbirds and Flutterbys

I have a friend…

Rabbit Hole

I have a friend whose…

Dirt Behind the Dirt

Rain. Blessed rain. I…

Long Dark Night

The pre-dawn sky was…

Questions I’ve Never Asked

A book shop owner asked me who I was as a Christian Author and it caught me a little…