Dive into the Opportunity of Life
A poem by Mary Oliver comes to mind when I watch hummingbirds jostle for position. What will you do with the opportunity God gives you? #opportunity #hummingbird #observation #Christianity
I Still Remember My First Poem
I still remember my first poem. Do you? I’d love to hear your story. #fmfparty #poetry
Regret is the Piranha in My Soul
The Piranha of Regret Regret eats away at the soul, nibbling tiny piranha bites from memories. Unlike the murky waters of the Amazon, though, regret lives solo in the fish tank of our souls. Woulda, shoulda, coulda, form relentless chanting as we shake our memories over the tank. Envisioning different outcomes if only we had noticed sooner that our daughters sliced in pain. Surely, we could have orchestrated other outcomes by better vigilance and deeper understanding. A kinder word, a…
