• freewriter commented on the post, miracle 6 years, 6 months ago

    Miracles are something that God has used over the past few months a lot, I feel. Well. I see them as miracles. In Trinidad, we prayed for Miranda’s cold to go, and it did. We prayed at eye clinics, and were able […]

  • freewriter commented on the post, panorama 7 years, 3 months ago

    Panorama, Sunshine, Louise, Fernie, Kimberly, Kicking Horse, and on it goes. My left calf burns and my heart beats quickly, with the thrill of improvement and pushing the limits.

  • freewriter commented on the post, stunning 7 years, 3 months ago

    Stunning. To be… stunned. Stunned by the violent scenes of machetes and by the tenacity. Stunned by the need that the world has for people like him, and by the fear that she might just be one of those. That her redness may, one day, not be that of well kept ginger hair, but that […]

  • freewriter commented on the post, stunning 7 years, 3 months ago

    Stunning. And yet… the look of brokenness… but the ability… but the brokenness… but the love, but the potential, but that achievement, but the character. But the brokenness. What a wonderfully stunning person.

  • freewriter commented on the post, couch 7 years, 6 months ago

    The couch where I sat with a good friend
    For 15 hours straight
    Still sits in my basement, the cushions stuffed with conversations
    Of here and there
    Of then and now
    Now came around, and there came around
    She is miles away, doing her God’s will

    I miss her

  • freewriter commented on the post, clipped 7 years, 6 months ago

    Clipped
    Clipped
    Our hearts clipped to clotheslines,
    We were wondering
    Just what to do
    Just what was okay
    If we were okay
    If we’d be okay
    We’ll be okay.

  • freewriter commented on the post, salt 7 years, 6 months ago

    salt and light
    to be the salt of the earth
    I don’t know, anymore, what that means

  • freewriter commented on the post, mist 7 years, 6 months ago

    Mist blanketed the sea and the hills, that evening, as the storm rolled in. We sat under the roof of the smoothie bar, reading, and marveling at the beauty of the country. It wouldn’t be with us for long. No. Time to go home, and get back to life, and responsibilities.
    Que lastima!

  • freewriter commented on the post, transport 7 years, 7 months ago

    Transport. Airport. Airplane. You’ll be flying to London, I’ll be flying to Toronto. You’ll get a connection to Kenya, I’ll get one to Costa Rica.
    Adios, amiga.
    I love and hate airports…

  • freewriter commented on the post, missed 7 years, 7 months ago

    “You will be missed”
    She was well aware, I think. And, with mascara running down our cheeks, the five of us huddled, and prayed. It was time to say goodbye, but not forever. Not forever, but for now.

  • freewriter commented on the post, deer 7 years, 7 months ago

    Deer are not uncommon, where I live. It is not unusual to turn on the traffic report, and hear news of a deer on one of the city’s main roads. And not too long ago, somebody my mother knows was in a car accident involving a moose on a highway. The young lady that my […]

  • freewriter commented on the post, repeat 7 years, 7 months ago

    Repeat repeat repeat. For emphasis. Like the stories, in the gospels, of people asking and receiving. Broken people. Lost people. People who’d screwed up. People who didn’t deserve healing. Asking and receiving. The stories are repeated, so that, maybe, one day, we’ll understand the idea that is not by works we are saved.

  • And the punishment was no more
    Or, not no more…
    The punishment was no longer a weight on my shoulders
    It had been taken by he who did not deserve it
    He who laid down his life
    The punishment was something I was no longer tied down by
    Instead, I found myself
    Drowning
    In grace.