SILENCE A soft and downy, drowsy day; The sky is furry, blurry gray, No wind to blow the snow away In patches. The trees are draped in frozen lace; The meadow is an arctic place, And house and barn, with wintry grace, Wear thatches. –Blanche

The Gift of Life
·This is Sanctity of Life Sunday. It is a day to commemorate the sacredness of human life and call attention to the many lives lost due to abortion. It was begun by President Ronald Reagan in 1984. I am unashamedly pro-life. I believe I’ve heard all the arguments from pro-choice people. I don’t wish to […]
Catalpa
·One night in Oklahoma, several years ago a strong wind came through. Oklahoma’s winds are not to be trifled with and this one was no exception. It wasn’t a twisting, swirling wind of a tornado, but a straight, hard one that blew over a huge catalpa tree that had stood in my parents’ back yard […]

Who Said Owls?
·Lying in bed that night with the breeze fanning my face, I began to relax. The cool air felt as soothing as my mother’s hand when, in younger years, I was sick with a fever. Sighing, I burrowed into my pillow. Sleep vanished as a sound penetrated my consciousness. I sat bolt upright. What had […]

Soft Morning
·This is a soft morning–quiet, still, mist hovering above the ground, and roofs white with frost. Not a car goes up or down the street and even the squirrels are hiding. It’s a hushed world. This morning is like an empty canvas, waiting for the artist. With brush in hand, we begin the day, dipping […]