A Freedom Poem
Personal Reflections
‘Tis Good to Be Hungry
This was written at the start of Lent last year. It happened to be a day of fasting and cold temperatures. Pondering the hunger and coldness, and embracing those elements instead of grumbling about them, brought insight. Continue reading
Forgive Me for Forgetting
What Does Silence Know?
Winter Heed

For those of us who live in the southern section of the United States, a “true” winter, with frozen trees and snow on the ground for extended periods (like in the photo above), is quite foreign. And even though my South Texas bones might shiver at the thought of living through months of this kind of frigid weather, I must admit, there is something beautiful and magical about this strange season.
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