Grateful

for words in the dark. for the feel of the path beneath             my feet. for the sound of Your breath,             unseen. for the sunrise that does not             end the exile,             but reminds me             to remember. for the memory             of the long thirst             in the desert,             of kingly … Continue reading Grateful

Loud

Five Minute Friday: Loud If you drive through the valley and up the mountainside toward the old ghost town, there’s a place on the side of the road where you can stop and see the Cascades. If you pick your way down the hill and sit on the boulders, you can see the Chalk Creek … Continue reading Loud