Some may call me obdurate in my belief That babies everywhere aren't born full of hate. Someone has to teach those little ones to loathe others For racism and other isms to carry a lot of weight. I love to see the toddlers laughing and hugging, Not mindful of any kind of differences there. So... Continue Reading →
Malachi 2:10: Have we not all one Father? Has not one God created us? Why then are we faithless to one another, profaning the covenant of our fathers?” I remember the day a black coworker at the local telephone company asked me how I could love the "white man's God." I responded that I didn't think of... Continue Reading →
Our first date lasted an eternity. Written for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt from My Random Ramblings. The prompt is Date.
Angry words destroyed their forever after. Written for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt Challenge #39 from My Random Ramblings. The prompt is Forever.
My eyes filled with tears, Holding you in my hands. A sensation gripped my soul, As I felt my heart expand. I seemed to be someone new, No longer just like any other. I knew you would depend on me, For I was now someone's mother. I called you my Black knight, Your dark skin... Continue Reading →
Lost without knowing why, Love can fade away. It must be nurtured With grateful words each day. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #157 from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Fade, and we are asked to write a poem or prose in eactly 17 words.
You weren't like any other mother in the neighborhood. That caused me some embarrassment, for I wanted you to imitate the moms I saw on television, who, ironically, were white. Your quiescent moods seemed so unmaternal to my teenage mind, so I was too embarrassed to invite people to our home. Yes, you were an... Continue Reading →
Matthew 15:25-28 The woman came and knelt before him. “Lord, help me!” she said. He replied, “It is not right to take the children’s bread and toss it to the dogs.” “Yes it is, Lord,” she said. “Even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their master’s table.” Then Jesus said to her, “Woman, you have great... Continue Reading →
Caroline was looking forward to a house full of children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren for Mother's Day this year. But, now she just hopes to hear the telephone ring, to know that her family members still care. She has lived long enough to know that what matters is love, in any form. Written for Three Things... Continue Reading →
“I gave up on feeling brave a long time ago.” Ginny was explaining to her friend, Leah, about her decision to not marry a man whom she didn't love. Yes, Keith was rich and outgoing, and marrying him would certainly be seen a a great thing for her, as her mother continues to remind her... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 