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Awakened

Awakened by Sarah Rennicke We are all meant to be. Someone. Something. A flash of light through thick, syrupy darkness. We have been fastened together by dreams and shapes and symphonies, formed in the secret spaces of the deep. Intentionally. With fervor. We are silhouettes made of stardust, given faces and smiles sewnContinue reading “Awakened”

Awakening

Awakening by Susanna Makinson We are a precarious people, never quite fitting our skin until the time has passed to be lithe and fluid within in. But loss, I believe, forces us to bloom or wither. And the pain suddenly, like thorns at our brow, awakens us, though we never knew we were sleeping.Continue reading “Awakening”

The Faith That Formed Me

The Faith That Formed Me by Ingrid Lochamire On an early spring evening, I stood in line for the symbolic smudge of ashes marking the first day of Lent. I was unprepared for what that touch to my forehead would do to my heart as in the glow of candlelight, I stepped back inContinue reading “The Faith That Formed Me”

Products of Personal Care

Products of Personal Care by Melanie Weldon-Soiset As I push some soap bars to the side of my DC linen closet, I discover a bright pink sunscreen bottle, SPF 65. “Non-greasy dry feel!,” it proudly boasts. Designed in California USA, assembled in the Philippines. I study the bottle while the memories wash over me.Continue reading “Products of Personal Care”

Resurrection

Resurrection by Michele Morin “As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourishes. For the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and the place thereof remembers it no more.” Psalm 103:15, 16 Every day there are fewer shingles — and more bare roof. EveryContinue reading “Resurrection”

Gilt Gift

Gilt Gift by Jody Collins Sometimes I guilt myself right out of joy. Like the surprise of an iridescent butterfly from an unsightly cocoon, who would expect this shimmering show in morning sunlight? My eyes trained on Northwest firs framed in blue, frosted feeders, feathered presents hidden among the trees. Moments pass. I’ve heldContinue reading “Gilt Gift”