Beautiful Dust

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


God

  • 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

  • Path of Most Resistance

    Annoyingly You are more inclined to change my heart Than my circumstances. You could move a mountain with ease, Yet are content To take on the tangles Of my attitudes and The dirty corners of my soul. Of course you choose this way, Assuring my dependence on you. You keep the trials in place, Removing Continue reading

  • Prayer Continuing

    Realizing this will be my prayer all my mortal days: Satisfy me in you. Forever asking Because my foolish heart is forever distracted By the glimmering dreams of this world. Perhaps their glow and temptation will lessen, someday. This is the hope which underlies my prayers, That each morning will find my heart More drawn 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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