Come Alive!

Ever bid a wounded animal come to you? When rescued with gentleness an invitation is given to receive loving care. Imagine the response if harshly approached: retreat, avoidance, a defensive snarl or bite, or perhaps in weakness no response at all. What then of people who snarl and snap out of their conditioning or woundedness,Continue reading “Come Alive!”

Forgiven

She was caught in the act, roughly snatched from her lover’s embrace and dragged naked by her accusers to be judged. The rule of the day: death. Humiliation covered her shame as she was thrust forward. The sun had warmed the ground, her feet barely aware. “What about her?” Challenging glares and upturned chins confirmedContinue reading “Forgiven”

The Introduction

“Come on, Rocky! Come on!” she cried. “Hurry up!” “No! No!!” he said shaking his head. “But…p l e a s e…this is important!” “I won’t do it,” he said, reluctantly. Grabbing his arms the young girl literally dragged her second grade classmate, his body and feet flailing, his red hair and freckles nearly glowingContinue reading “The Introduction”

Looking Into Eyes

Eyes, the window of the soul. I wonder what one sees when enamored with evil things. Is it the mystery, the adrenaline spikes, the merry chase through a glittery labyrinth into deeper and darker things? A sense of power and conquest, of control? The temptation that bids, “come into my parlor” only to find oneselfContinue reading “Looking Into Eyes”

On the Brink of Eternity

Someone said she was dying. Decades before her grandson-in-law had quipped, “We are all dying a little bit each day, from the day we were born.” Well, that was understandable… yes, we grow, and as each day brings us closer to our earthly end, one could say we are all on the dying continuum. SeemsContinue reading “On the Brink of Eternity”

Good Friday Sacrifice

People entered, all was darkCandles flickered to light the wayReverant yearning filled the air As echoes rent tranquility Steady pounding hammeringStillness reigned in candle glowWonder filled each waiting soulLonging for soon’s Easter mornMore entered in amidst forlorn Cryptic sounds of hammeringNo one spoke nor cried His nameOnce jubilant shouts “Messiah! King!”Then singers sang in darknessContinue reading “Good Friday Sacrifice”