Day with Grace

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  • At the Name of Jesus

    What is the danger of a president who publicly silences the claim of a citizen that “Jesus is Lord”? For starters — and this may be too obvious to be worth mentioning — the entire impetus for freedom of speech… Continue reading

  • A Word Fitly Spoken

    A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in a setting of silver. Proverbs 25:11 Part of my vision for my blog is for it to be something people can read at the onset of their day, perhaps with… Continue reading

  • Little Cracks

    If you do what is right, won’t you be accepted? But if you do not do what is right, sin is crouching at the door. Its desire is for you, but you must rule over it. Gen. 4:7 I have… Continue reading

  • Corners

    I hide around the cornersto counteract the sound,that final missing clickthat signals I am naught.Corners that will not catchme in the throatlike coming to the grave middle piece Empty-handed. They’re all but made of peace,being already solved, sit cornered.I hide… Continue reading

  • The Paradox of Choice

    My daughter, Rory, is what I like to call a “Both/And” kind of girl. When given the option between two good things, her answer is always both. The kind of girl who wears an Elsa dress under a kitty cat… Continue reading

  • Umber-Ella

    When the cold front caught us unawares,we were wearing t-shirts,outsmarting puddles in the Supergarciaparking lot, gigglingbecause we got out without the kidsfor once, and in a hurry dartedinto town for burgers. Wishthey had something to wearover regular clothes to keep… Continue reading

  • Sweeter Than Honey

    How sweet your word is to my taste — sweeter than honey in my mouth!Psalm 119:103 In the 90’s, Dr. Linda Bartoshuk identified that some individuals, deemed “supertasters,” have a heightened sensitivity to certain tastes, including sweetness, which they experience… Continue reading

  • The Least

    Of anything a soul could willmine the worst of all.Of anything a mind could fathom,all others be appalled.Of anything a hand could do,to that end my fingers fly.If there is one sinner in the world,it is only I. Of any… Continue reading

  • The Problem with Zeal

    My zeal consumes me, because my foes forget your words.Psalm 119:139 The temperature difference between the blue and orange parts of a flame is 600 degrees. It’s hard to imagine that a deviance so wide could be of the same element… Continue reading

  • The Bread

    The bread that comes out of me feeds my familyI use the starter my mother madeFrom pungent placenta that clung to the jar.From a culture of residue and detritusIs born a sticky, wet dough steaming hotterthan the air around it.… Continue reading