Where are you?

The winds gust and howl bending the pine trees outside my window.  A redbird is riding out this storm on a cylinder feeder. He reminds me of myself. Riding out life’s storms. This is a particular storm that I dislike the most. It is the storm of emptiness.   It is that place where you don’t feel God in your life. Hell can surely be defined as … Read more

To nurture a soul

It is part of mothering. It’s called nurturing.  Nurturing the soul as well as the body.  The young soul breaks out like the dawn of the day. Brightly shining, life’s clouds of darkness can cover the souls light and cloud its journey.  Clouds of self-doubt and unworthiness cast long shadows over the soul.  A young mother stands by the soul in life’s storms and holds an … Read more