Worship Prayer

When I’m in the grip of fear, grief, or pain—I raise my hands to pray and sing. First my flesh bows, I force out words, as I fret from the weight on my heart. I shift my load to His open, pierced palms, where my thoughts are safe from harm. On the edge of that... Continue Reading →

Cobh’s Iron Fence

With the gray, stormy sea surging toward Eliza and Grace at Cobh harbor, (AKA-Queenstown, Ireland) and darker gray clouds above them, the two women were reluctant to exit their rented mini-van. Grace stared at the wind, and the wet, spattered window. "Are you sure we can only see the museum today? What's next on our... Continue Reading →

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