Walking and Waiting | A Poem

Walking and Waiting | A Poem

Song of Solomon 8:5 says, “Who is that coming up from the wilderness, leaning on her beloved?” I absolutely love this image. I can almost hear the shock in the questioning voice “Who is that? Coming from there? Leaning on…

My Public Apology to Andrew

My Public Apology to Andrew

This is my public apology to Andrew. It has been two years and I’ve tried to forget, but I can’t wrestle the memory out of my mind. The last time I saw you things didn’t go exactly as planned. In…

The Final Sentence

The Final Sentence

The final sentence is true. Feet shuffled to their seats, the smell of sweat on men, officers being attentive to every movement, oh how I remember it, no one spoke nor whispered, only the two of us making eye contact,…

Shadows of the True and Greater

Shadows of the True and Greater

Recently I’ve been thinking about how Jesus has given us so many pictures of himself in the Old Testament. As I’ve thought about this it has made my heart rejoice in my great God. One way I love to meditate…

Finally Alive

Finally Alive

Imitation called for mortician’s paint. Decorating hollow eyes. Showing no restraint. Lying. Hiding. Pretending. Self-reliance buried an unresponsive heart. Embalming the disorder, tearing it apart. Excusing. Running. Striving. Darkness enveloped the disobedient mind. Wearing separation. To hostility confined. Spiritually lost….

A Kiss of Defiance

A Kiss of Defiance

What if you lived a in country where marriage was illegal? What if tolerance was law? What if immoral Prefects ruled over each community? What if your Prefect said… On this day the 13th of December, the Tolerance Law shall…

Life Lately According To My iPhone

Life Lately According To My iPhone

I haven’t blogged much lately, because I literally haven’t had a moment to stop and sit down at my computer. Two weeks ago Mark started his first PhD class and had to travel up for his class while the kids…

The Meadow

The Meadow

The rain kissed leaves smiled under the sun as rays of light peaked through the trees. Dew from the previous night’s rain slid off knobby branches as the woods awoke and stretched toward the climbing sun for warmth. An open…

Vision For Blogging | Part 1

Vision For Blogging | Part 1

I started blogging in July of 2010 shortly after having my firstborn son Elias. After a few short days of playing around with words, I settled on the title Pencilled Daydream. I recently realized that I have never shared the…

Life Lately According to my iPhone

Life Lately According to my iPhone

This week held a lot of “firsts.” For starters I have to tell on myself. The light for our gas tank in our car broke, so I never know if I have gas. And today my car stopped in the middle…

The Grocery Cart Dilemma

The Grocery Cart Dilemma

Is it just me or does anyone else face the grocery cart dilemma? You know the moment when you are in the Wal-Mart parking lot and you have to decide whether to put the buggy (as it is called in the south)…

Good Friday Poem

Good Friday Poem

To remember what Jesus did on the cross for us, Mark and I have spent the last few nights writing a poem together. We had such a fun time rejoicing in our salvation and I thought since it was Good Friday I would…

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