The Guitar Player by José Ferraz de Almeida Júnior and was found at Wikimedia Commons. Reticent to admit that I really liked him, It was easier to notice what I rated as his faults. But, as I stood there listening to his guitar I started singing words that I could not halt. His great delivery of... Continue Reading →
Exodus 4:10-11 Moses said to the Lord, “Pardon your servant, Lord. I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue.” The Lord said to him, “Who gave human beings their mouths? Who makes them deaf or mute? Who gives them sight or makes them... Continue Reading →
Don't believe your best days as a man are behind you, And that now all you can lift is your coffee cup. For because we have days alone to ponder as guests In places for hire around the world, life, for us, is looking up. We both are older, and we've learned to pick our... Continue Reading →
I know that everyone will see something different in the photo, which is the essence of a photo challenge, but the face reminded me of George Floyd. I apologize in advance if I make anyone uncomfortable. Photo credit Sarah Whiley Sleep on, my brother George, and know that you are missed. A core of your... Continue Reading →
A Thank-You Card to God and Douglas He Loves Me! This week at one of my doctor visits, I caught sight of my husband staring in worry. Then, he touched my face, and I felt so loved. I thought I need to write a blog about this amazing love, because there is so much negative... Continue Reading →
The bruises are gone. The pain is crusted over. I have joy again! Written for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challnge #395: Crust and Scar.
This is the daily devotional for February 1, 2022 that I wrote for my other blog, Huldah's Sisters. Because it speaks of the contemporary issues of stereotyping and of putting too much feeling into what others think of us, I wanted to share it on this blog. I will write my regular blog, prompts and... Continue Reading →
Image credit to Tathanhtuan@Pixabay My husband says I view the world through rose-colored glasses, Because I believe that there is more good than bad in this wondrous world. To me, God created an orderly universe, open and free for each one of us, And the hatred that often pervades our lives doesn't discourage this old... Continue Reading →
Sweetwater Creek State Park, Georgia Your glare truly hurts. You don't try to mask your hate. It won't destroy me! Written for the RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetery Prompt Challenge: glare and mask.
Image Credit: Suliman Sallehi@ Pexels What makes a man take a chance on losing his life? Is it courage or folly that leads him so far from the ground? I think to climb so high takes nerves of steel and bravery, And these traits in mauldlin fools are seldom found. Written for What Do You... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 