We are challenged by Mindlovemisery's Menagerie to write a haiku or haibun from our blog name. Mine is Help from Heaven. This haiku explains what I try to do with my stories, real and imagined. I am a witness. Telling stories of God's love. Sowing seeds of hope.
Dare to hope today. Forget twisted words of doubt. Remember the Cross! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge, August 12, 2019: Twisted and Cross.
Last Monday was the 13th anniversary of my son's death. As grateful as I am to God for thirty years of Malcolm, my heart still hurts when I am reminded of his likes and passions. He loved funky sneakers, and I sometimes find myself telling total strangers that my son would have loved their sneakers!... Continue Reading →
Her spirit moved her to walk on trembling feet to the table where the man sat alone. When he looked up, she saw the unshed tears, and she realized that he was as bereft of friends as she was. She wanted to tinker with his heart, to find ways to bring smiles to his face.... Continue Reading →
We are in the new house! To God be the glory! Every step of selling the old house and buying the new one went smoothly. We are finding our way around a new city, a very small one with less than 13,000 residents. This morning we attended a church nearby, and the warm and loving... Continue Reading →
Just like every Leo, she had to be the center of attention. Always in a crowd, Jennifer thought that the world revolved around her. She had been the one child her mother and father doted on, to the pain and suffering of her three brothers. Her parents had wanted a girl, and it had taken... Continue Reading →
I saw these seats in a park in Lebanon, Tennessee, and I liked the messages or symbols presented. Sharing through Pull Up a Seat by XingfuMama, August 2, 2019 Prompt.. Important today when truth is being assaulted from every side. So appropriate when you consider the source! Nothing says that dogs are welcome like a... Continue Reading →
Looking at the sky. Clouds moving slowly away. Let me hitch a ride! Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie: clouds.
Douglas and I have spent the last six days in an extended-stay hotel. All of our worldly goods are packed in the biggest Penske truck, as we transition to new lives. Yesterday was his last day at work here, and he starts his new position at the same employer on Tuesday in our new home... Continue Reading →
How can one have antipathy For people they don't know? I cannot see. How can the color of one's skin Arouse such deep feelings within? How do we change it? Written for Sammiscribbles prompt for August 3: write poetry or prose on antipathy in exactly 30 words.
Help from Heaven 