All Manner of Things Will Be Well

I have so many thoughts racing through my head this week. It is the 75th anniversary of what some call a necessary act of war and others (like myself) not-so-privately think of as a terrorist act against a mostly-civilian population: the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Many people I’ve known and forgotten and remembered, who […]

FF: Merry Meet, Merry Part

PHOTO PROMPT – © Jennifer Pendergast I first saw you in my dreams. I knew you might not actually exist. That was part of the excitement. Other lovers pale in comparison. Then, came Ostara. Then, came the night. We met across the sacred fire, its flames reflected in your eyes. All that time, you were dreaming […]

IWSG: Creative Infighting

August is here already! And it’s the first Wednesday in August which means ISWG Day, the day when us writers get together and compare writerly notes. To be honest, I have nothing much to say this month. I was thinking about skipping when I saw the optional question:  August 5 question – Quote: “Although I […]

The Image of God

The Christian life often feels like this: two steps forward and one step back. What does it mean to be created in the image of God? As soon as I type the words, imperfect metaphors come to mind told by imperfect people like myself trying to say what we mean. If only we could image […]

FF: Jumping Through Hoops

PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays This is my entry for Friday Fictioneers, a weekly 100-word story circle led by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. CLICK FROG TO ADD YOUR LINK Jumping Through Hoops “Again,” the merciless task master cries out. A tear trickles down my cheek. A mistake. He sees it. “Do you want to give in? […]

LTG: There Is Love

Hi God, It’s me again, the problem child. As it turns out, I do not have Covid-19. I should be happy about this, and I am, but mostly I am still quite exhausted. It’s this surreal moment that gives me a chance to reassess my life choices leading up to this moment in time. I […]

FF: Glorious Chaos

I am spentdrops ofpaint dripping downthe empty canvas-no longer.Don’t stop. paint-slicked skinfinger to lips.think. I am spent,like the final cointhat falls intothe slotand startsour favorite song. That’s it.Let’s danceSlowly. Hand in hand,Eye to eye,So, worth itin The End. This is my poetic entry for Friday Fictioneers where every week we write 100-word stories in response […]

Why do you call me lord?

This week, someone was asking about the moral argument for faith in God. The moral argument goes something like this: we as human beings can never entirely comprehend moral good and bad. Therefore we need God. I paused to think about this. In general, I mistrust rational proofs of God, but especially when we try […]

FF: Surprise!

Surprise! Molly believes in doing little things to keep her marriage fresh, like today, for example. Without comment, she drops the plain white envelope next to the half-full bowl of raisin bran. Between bites, Liam opens the envelope and unfolds the papers. “What is this? Test results? For a prototype?” Molly goes to stand behind […]

There Remains a Rest Day

I can’t believe it’s Monday again. This week, I want to talk about the two sides of my most precious coin: the promises of God and the fact that eventually God has to come through – if God is God. Knowing this in my heart is like getting previews aka consolations from the Holy Spirit. […]