Threshing Floor Prayer

I’m gleaning in your fields again, Lord, your poor and needy one. All I asked was to gather leftovers, but I was even provided protection and refreshment. I fall on my face, for I don’t understand why I find favor in your eyes. You comfort me and speak kindly to me, though I am anContinue reading “Threshing Floor Prayer”

Blinded by Grief

I’m not the first woman who struggles to see you in grief, Lord. I cry out in my pain because I don’t know where you are. Mary Magdalene couldn’t recognize you when you were right in front of her, for she thought you were a gardener. So many times I have begged for someone toContinue reading “Blinded by Grief”

Tears of Sorrow

Abba Father! Why do you overlook my pleas for help? Why must you leave me alone in this life without purpose? Father, I cry out in the dark, but you delay illuminating my darkness, and in the heartache, you multiply my sorrow. Yet you are El Roi, the God who sees. You find women weepingContinue reading “Tears of Sorrow”

Early Morning Prayer

My Lord, you are my everlasting God and creator of all things. You were before all things and hold all of creation together. You do not faint or grow weary. Your plan is so deep I could never begin to understand it. This morning I place my trust in you again. I am faint; youContinue reading “Early Morning Prayer”

Sorrowing Snowdrops & Doubtful Daffodils

My heart knows when the snowdrops are blooming and often begins to ache. It remembers the sparkling snow, dirt, and debris surrounding the short green leaves and the posture of the white lantern lights that particular year. All appeared hopeless, but providence remained kind. Most of the blooms shined down on me that year. AlthoughContinue reading “Sorrowing Snowdrops & Doubtful Daffodils”

All for Love

Her sweaty face pressed firmly against my chest. Milk dripped from the corner of her lips as I slowly rocked her to sleep in an uncomfortable wooden rocking chair. My anxious thoughts were interrupted by the preacher’s voice competing with the static from the old box speaker hanging over the changing table. Teardrops fell fromContinue reading “All for Love”

Waiting on Flowers

The deep purple hyacinths and cheerful daffodils were finally ready to be picked. I rummaged under the kitchen sink hoping to find something I could use for a vase. I was pleased to find two glass jars so I didn’t have to display them in an old grape jelly jar and a red plastic cup.Continue reading “Waiting on Flowers”