Fresh Air
I’ll admit some days I feel out of sorts, discombobulated, a little off. And although there’s much to be valued from time with family and friends, reading a good book, lunch at Panera or even a bubble bath, at times, even all of this comes up short. But there is one thing that can usually put my mind, my heart, my spirit back in place … Continue reading Fresh Air
Bayou Mornings
Before there was chaos and confusion, disease and distress, poverty and powerlessness there were bayou mornings. Continue reading Bayou Mornings
identity
Who am I? I am restless, pacing, wondering, reaching. I want to know who I am. Years of care, love at its best, have been lavished on me and yet, I am trying to slowly sort through these feelings that often lay heavy on me. It’s not that I don’t want to be loved, to be embraced, but sometimes I feel caught by it, overwhelmed … Continue reading identity
Evening Prayer [06.10.2016]
Prayers of comfort this night to all those who suffer. May you find a golden sunset on your horizon. Continue reading Evening Prayer [06.10.2016]
Evening Prayer [06.04.2016]
Generous Lord, the day has been full and I am weary, but you have met my every need. I thank you for all the graces You have given me this day. Continue reading Evening Prayer [06.04.2016]
Evening Prayer [05.28.16]
Mighty God of mercy, we thank you for the beauty of your creation. Continue reading Evening Prayer [05.28.16]
Watching
The light has come. The sun slowly rising into a canopy of blue casting its golden rays on ancient cypress and native pine. A heron stands at attention waiting to salute the day. A blackbird shouts a hearty welcome stirring slumbering girls with its raucousness. And I wait and watch for the light to penetrate the darkness, to reach places I cannot see, yet I … Continue reading Watching
Timelessness
Evening again and we are here beside the ocean with her persistent voice marking time and moving us into timelessness. Continue reading Timelessness
Evening Swim
An evening swim, the rush of water, shouts and smiles christened by rays of gold. Continue reading Evening Swim
Feeding Hungry Boys: Pizza Bread
My oldest suggested I run a series on feeding hungry boys. Great idea! So, here’s the first of more to come.
Florence Brooks 