We the People: On the topic of Abortion

“We the People,” bestowed on us by our constitution, officially labels the collective. It brings to mind our collective – our society acting as one. “We the People” is you, and it is me. It once sounded like a stately title. God considers this collective….

The Monotony of Destruction: A Poem

The Monotony of Destruction Year after year, year after year, preach after preach, preach after preach, word after word, word after word, a little sight, a little light,   Year after year, year after year, beer after beer, beer after beer, sip after sip, sip…

"Parable of the Hidden Treasure" Painting by either Rembrandt or Gerard Dou

Incongruity – An Open Poem

About a week ago, I woke up in the early morning with these (not verbatim) words from verses 19-20 of Matthew filling my head, “Do not store up treasure on earth where moth and rust destroy.” Followed by the question, “Do you believe this?” The…

Sewing A Blog: an Icon, a Poem, and a Confession

I’ve been in a sewing mood the last few weeks, so Sally Lloyd-Jones’ blog on her quilting workshop experience peaked my interest.  At this workshop the participants were asked to randomly choose quilting scraps (even the ones they didn’t particularly like) and sew them together in…