Of Reading

by Hännah Schlaudt A life in time demands limitation, A choice of one good over another. So many words to read, words you must know. Pick now; tomorrow is no surety. Which words shall I read, and dwell with now? Stacked around me, my books are tower’d walls Insulation from thoughts my own (flattened By…

My Redeemer’s Heart

I sat down at the kitchen table with a cup of tea, opened my Hebrew Bible to the Jerusalem postcard marking my place, and began to read: The Spirit of the Lord Jehovah… Three words in, I stopped. I was reading Isaiah 61. Which meant that despite all the debate about whether first century Jews…

Because He Lives

Because He Lives

It’s Spring again- the time of new beginnings, of starting, of growing, of changing. The winter has been long and dark, and the sunshine feels glorious and warm. I can’t get enough of it. There are birds singing, and the yaks in the pasture on the other side of the barn that sits near our…

The End.

The End.