Glimmers

Tears filled my eyes as I knelt on the floor in my office, heavy-hearted with frustration and a sense of failure. I had been earnestly praying for something for years, but nothing seemed to have changed. What’s the point, I thought. It seemed hopeless and I wondered if I was not praying right, frequent enough, … Continue reading Glimmers

GPS

Pressure builds in my head, and it begins to ache. My chest tightens and my breathing becomes shallower. The answers to my husband become short, harsh, and increasingly louder. As my frustration, anxiety and irritation increase, muddled thinking sets in and I become confused then everything else revs up. The problem is I don’t trust … Continue reading GPS

White Water

You shall follow the Lord your God and fear Him; and you shall keep His commandments, listen to His voice, serve Him, and cling to Him.Deuteronomy 13:4 NASB A wall of water rose before my frozen eyes, and my breath caught momentarily in my throat. The bottom of the river loomed below my feet, filling … Continue reading White Water

Flying Stones

There was something odd about the camping trailer ahead of us. Something black was dancing underneath it like fingers across piano keys, trilling back and forth. As the distance between our vehicles closed, I realized it wasn’t underneath but on the back bumper. It was a row of fine black fibres closely strung together to … Continue reading Flying Stones

Love Letter

Stepping out the door, refreshment immediately washed over my soul. Sun caressed my face; the lilting music of birdsong lifted my spirit, and lush greenness soothed my eyes. Breathing deeply, my shoulders relaxed, my eyes closed, and peace flowed over me as I sat soaking it all in. I smiled. The love letter of our … Continue reading Love Letter

Paths

The click-clack of my winter boots on the tile floor echoed off the painted concrete walls. Thrumming filled my ears with every heartbeat, and butterflies had taken up residence in my stomach as I followed the postered and bulletin board-dotted hallway. Thirty-two years old and a mother of three, I had decided to go back … Continue reading Paths