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”
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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”