Beautiful Dust

"Somewhere in my dust heap there's a richness." – John Steinbeck


Exodus

  • The Feast of the King

    No one may see God and live.  But here on the mountaintop the veil lifts, Seventy-odd souls feast upon sapphire radiance. They peer over heaven’s footstool. Eternity enters history. A carpenter on a hill breaks bread,  Some 5,000 souls eat five loaves and two fish.  They know only their hunger. The the beginning of all Continue reading

  • God Hears Israel’s Groaning

    I am afraid most of the time. Most days. All the days, really. Israel has never been more relatable. Distrusting, falling into fear Every other minute, Because imminent danger always seems stronger Than past salvation. I cling to this hope: “During those many days The people of Israel groaned And cried for help. Their cry Continue reading

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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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