A Rising Song
The word came to me as a waking dream, right in the middle of a Lenten fast that had been hard. A sharp reminder that I have the power to sing, even in the darkness. To dance without music. To see daylight through the dark veil of war, be it within or without. The tears remind me […]
Songbird
It’s the first thing I see each morning as my feet hit the floor. A watercolor print of a great mother bird sheltering someone underneath her wings. It is unclear what kind of person it is. What is clear is the look of fear and desperation on their face, hidden within a safety so tenuous. With reverence, I stand each […]
A Mother’s Miracle
On the day I turned sixteen, I tasted freedom for the first time. With a brand new driver’s license in my wallet, and a car key in my hand, I carefully backed out of the driveway, into the expectant world that awaited me. During those first few days of liberty, my mother told me to go visit […]
One Sound
I thought it was a good idea to bring the painting of pregnant Mary to Dayspring. It was the beginning of the season of Advent, a time of spiritual gestation, and I had been invited to lead the silent retreat for Dayspring Church. This print hangs in my home. She’s great with child all year round. I’m always […]
