Art is a fruit that grows in man, like fruit on a plant, or a child in it’s mother’s womb. - Edie Kynard “Driving along with my Nikon on the seat beside me, I was content with a cup of coffee and scenic views of a foggy morning in St. Augustine. The lake looked surreal …
Return to What you Love
A hurried lifestyle often hurls me off the path of creativity. During these times of hustle and bustle, dew-kissed roses in my garden bloom alone; I forget to take my usual strolls to admire their beauty and breathe in their succulent scent. Then I wonder why the soul dries and the songbird’s trill turns to …
Remember to whisper thank you…
My soul swells with promises of good things come true: A new job I love A daughter returned home A house renovation underway A family filled with helping and togetherness Angst turned the corner towards trust, as I watched my father’s delight upon seeing his great-granddaughter. Frustration ebbed away and peace engulfed the perforated membrane …
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The Goodness of God and Conditional Belief
Do we believe God is good only when He does what we want? Lately I’ve been pondering this question and the concept of conditional belief. How often my lips whisper, “I know I can trust you,” when my mind conjures, if you give me what I prayed for. In fact, I find the simple trust a child …
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Releasing the Knowing
To live the life of faith, one must release the human compulsion to know, to figure it all out, to select the most secure path, step-by-step. To know how life will unfold in any given situation To know the purpose of every endeavor To reduce the risks at all costs To guarantee success As I …
The Acrylic Painting of Artist Elya Filler
Today I celebrate an artist's recent success. An artist I've had the privilege of watching emerge since she was just a wee thing, my daughter Elya Filler. Elya began creating as far back as I can remember. She would escape into her room and get lost in making tiny books and writing stories about horses. …
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Bone Dry
Have circumstances ever challenged your trust? You find yourself in a battle to believe, as worry wipes away all evidence of grace. I have! READ THE ENTIRE POST...
Silence
“It doesn’t matter if anyone else understands. You do, and that’s all that matters to me.” The words stir my mind; a mind transfixed on silence. Only the refrigerator’s hum fills the still as I’m thinking… What would it be like if I were alone, every evening, in an endless string of solitudes? Silence, the womb …
