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Familiar Carols Play
Words Repeat I’ve been doubting peace On such a broken earth. And questioning goodwill toward men So wounded with sin. But perhaps it was peace Which permeated the prayer before our meal: Sinuous yet strong Enough to hold our hands Together as we stood In a haphazard circle around the kitchen. And maybe it was goodwill As we Continue reading
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On Coming Home
Same same, but different Yesterday your fingers recalled How it felt to play Christmas songs On the piano with a rattling F key– The piano which is rightfully yours, Except for as much as you miss it You still have no space in your house. The day before, your feet stayed warm Inside boots two Continue reading
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Countdown
One week until Thanksgiving break. This is one of those times when the students’ absurdity level rises and my patience collapses on the floor in an exhausted heap. The only salvation for any of us, particularly me, is to maintain a sense of humor, so today I’m choosing to remember the funny moments rather than the frustration. Continue reading
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Most Hesitant Follower
Some friends of mine recently released a gorgeous rendition of the hymn “He Leadeth Me.” I can’t recommend it enough: I’ve been listening to it on repeat, not only because the music is heart-aching in how beautiful it is, but because the words of this hymn are true and yet entirely foreign to my unwieldy and Continue reading
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A Second Finding
I really want to talk about autumn, but I’m afraid I can’t do this season justice. Neither can I ignore it. It won’t let me. You see, I count my years, not in the cold winter of January, but with the advent of September and October. I’m sure it’s a by-product of being a teacher. The start Continue reading
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Resting
If Callie Feyen tells you to go to a coffee shop, you go. The woman has a sixth sense when it comes to finding fantastic places to consume caffeine. You’ll commit to it early in the day, when you find yourself with a grey afternoon of hanging clouds and scattered rains. You’ll encounter traffic, because this Continue reading
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Failing
I made peach jam for the first time ever this week. Part of the above statement is a lie. I think I was in good shape with the project until I actually started reading the recipe that came with the box of pectin. My mother assured me this was what she relied upon. Initially, it Continue reading
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Unchanging
I think it’s time to write about Go Set a Watchman. Not because I’m happy with the book. Maybe I need to write about it because I’m not. Happy, that is. I’m not happy because Scout is going by Jean Louise in this book, and she is wholly herself and wholly me as well, mostly in Continue reading
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Saying
Actions Speak Smile said “we’re friends” Mocking smirked and replied, “so you’ll love me no matter what.” It was Hug who said “hello” in the first place But he has to say “goodbye” as well. I know you like my food because Eating told me so And it was Reading who informed me of what Continue reading
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Seeking
Something pertaining to generosity In this shade and in this breeze Whisper ideas Curling into thoughts Small and soft like buds and blooms Clinging to branches in spring. I trace their outlines onto paper Arranging a bouquet of the abstract Into something I can grasp in my hands While I look for a measure of Continue reading
About Me
I’m Stephanie – a perpetual student and aspiring hobbit. I love language, literature, and theology. I’m happiest when surrounded with good food, good company, and things that grow.
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