On Thursday night, a small group of us women were invited to share at a Women’s refugee center. We made our way there and found out that the missionaries running the center were Spanish. Three people in our group happened to be fluent in Spanish. It was a breath of fresh air to finally hearContinue reading “Poland: It Is Well With My Soul”
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Poetry: The Hummingbird That Visits Me
A distant buzz nears coming closer until I look, up into the face of a bird. A beak, oh so long, sucks on the nectar awaiting the taste of syrupy sweets. The eyes declare the truth of its visit. I have long since missed the days we shared. The way you would be on theContinue reading “Poetry: The Hummingbird That Visits Me”
The Brutal Memories
We all have those really deep and dark memories. The memories that we try and shove as far away as possible. Although the brutal memories aren’t fun to think about, they are important when it comes to looking at the full picture. We all have that certain memory when someone said something hurtful. Even ifContinue reading “The Brutal Memories”
EMILY DICKINSON 