advent, lament

Something is Coming

Pins and needles deep inside, slicing and stabbing as each second passes. There is no comfortable way to lay down anymore, every angle tingles in pain. She cringes from muscle cramps, from the frozen positions she calls relaxation. Her mind won’t stop. Her eyes won’t close. Waiting. Watching.  But for what exactly? Something that will… Continue reading Something is Coming

advent, wisdom

What a Mighty God Should Do

Stumbling over obstacles he didn’t know existed. In the dark. Not remembering how that got there. A sharp corner caught his shin, doubling him over. Stepping over unknown things, deceiving depth perception. In the dark. He tried reaching out a hand to stabilize, to balance. To find something familiar to get his bearings. Safety if… Continue reading What a Mighty God Should Do