At its essence, storytelling is healing, a touching of souls, and a celebration that you are never alone. (Italics in the original) Ray Buckley, Dancing with Words: Storytelling as Legacy, Culture, and Faith, p. 31. Written for One-Liner Wednesday from Linda G. Hill.
To Have the Wings of a Butterfly and Fly Away to Rest
Image Credit: Aaron Burden @ Unsplash I envy the butterflies, whose wings make them free To soar high in the sky to many places I'd like to go. But I can only dream and wish for that sweet freedom, That would let me fly away and rest from my woes. Places that water, sky, and... Continue Reading →
The Ideal Home is Filled with Love!
The Echota State Historic Site, Calhoun, Georgia I know the question probably pertains to the number of bedrooms, bathrooms, and other decorative aspects of a house. But all of that doesn't really matter if there is no love in the house. If the people who share a home, or even one person with perhaps a... Continue Reading →
When Everything Seems to Go Bottoms Up, You Have to Be Your Own Advocate
I feared having a tooth extracted, but the tooth was cracked and could not be saved. I had it pulled two weeks ago, and I am still dealing with a dry socket. I may have to change dentists because, after seeing me for the dry socket once, the dentist now tells me to use dry... Continue Reading →
What Does Fellowship With God and Others Really Mean?
I wanted to understand the meaning of fellowship as presented in the Scriptures and sung about in churches. A song we sang in church when I was little was What a Fellowship, and I always wondered what that word meant, but I never researched it until the last few days. I was reading the book... Continue Reading →
Seeing Each Other’s Humanity
Matosinhos Beach, Porto, Portugal Seeing each other's humanity means loving people with the heart of a caring and compassionate God. Rev. Dr. Regina Davis-Sowers Written for One-Liner Wednesday from Linda G. Hill
Nature as the Best of Health Food: Can You Write A Story In
Beside the waterfall are lilac-pink flowers whose smell resembles garlic. I picked one and rubbed it between my thumb and forefinger. I am dumbfounded to realize that sitting here with water, blue sky, and colorful flowers does more for my health than any number of vitamins. Written for Can You Write a Story In #300... Continue Reading →
The Fall That Keeps on Giving
I am still here. I'm posting only a few times a week, but I'm hoping for a change in my health that will allow me to blog more. If you remember, I fell in Vienna nearly three months ago. I had to have an emergency root canal, and I thought that was the end of... Continue Reading →
Peace Comes When the Beat of the Music and the Beats of My Heart Become One
I spent many a day trying to find peace in a chaotic world. The way it was described to me was that peace was the absence of noise, a quiet time of contemplation and reflection. But I found that not to be so. Peace is like beauty, in the eye of the beholder, meaning it... Continue Reading →
The Truth Can Get You in Trouble: Laughing Along With A Limerick
Caught between a hard place and a rock, Gwen would not answer the knock. Her best friend is very vain, But the truth remains, She was wearing an ugly frock. Written for Laughing With A Limerick #244 from Esther Chilton. The prompt is rock. Copyright ©All posts on my blog, Help From Heaven, are my... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 