The Evidence of Your Love
Checked out of Hotel Truth and
checked into the flea-infested Motel Fear.
There was no room service. No one changed the sheets
of self-loathing and cynicism I slept in day after day.
Checked out of Hotel Truth and
checked into the flea-infested Motel Fear.
There was no room service. No one changed the sheets
of self-loathing and cynicism I slept in day after day.
He remembers his covenant forever, the word that he commanded, for a thousand generations (Psalm 105:8 ESV). Turning My Page My grandmother giggled like a teenage girl. Her whole being exuded joy at both hanging the sheets out to dry […]
Read ArticlePoetry is a place to find refuge. You are here in the observations of my soul.
Read ArticleMy son had to come with me one day to set up, and as we walked across the parking lot, he spotted a mother on the playground with her child. He called out to her, and I braced myself for what would come out of his mouth.
Read ArticleI love the way you invite me to touch truth. I run my fingers over your tangible promises like oranges ripening in an infinite orchard. A tenacious orchard unhindered by blight, drought, fire, or suffering. Each morning, I pluck encouragement, […]
Read ArticleYou didn’t impatiently check your watch like you had someplace more important to be. A God who listens. You didn’t stare down my vulnerability in disgust as I poured out my broken heart. You grabbed a tissue and sobbed with […]
Read ArticleDear Fellow Page Turner, I grew up writing letters to my grandmother who lived hundreds of miles away. I treasure every single one of her shaky-handed letters. They gave me a glimpse into her humor, faith, her resilience, and resolve. […]
Read ArticleNow faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen. Hebrews 11:1 NKJV Turning My Page Hope is always in transition because God’s Word is alive, active, and working behind the scenes. He fulfills his […]
Read ArticleThe demoniac: Forgotten.Dressed in rags and chains, I was not ready to entertain kings. You crossed the unclean threshold of my grave, your royal robes billowing in the sea’s warm breeze.My heart strained to near you.Dare I hope. Demons: Hopeless. […]
Read ArticleSo much lures me away from You— Chores, needs, wants, the “musts” all tell me I will never catch up to expectations. But, like a child, I run to You in the early morning. Share with me the story of […]
Read ArticleIf you or a loved one are in immediate danger, call the National Suicide Lifeline at 988 or go to the website at https://988lifeline.org/