The words he spoke

The Words He Spoke I did not know that the stars were the words He spoke to me, and so I did not hear their cry of praise. I saw only distant lights scattered across the night, not the wonder that called my soul awake. I did not know that my mother’s embrace was...

Transfiguration

After the Mountain — John Speaks We thought we were climbing for air, for distance, for quiet. Just rock and dust underfoot, the ordinary weight of afternoon. He walked ahead of us as always — teacher, friend, the one whose laughter we knew by heart. Nothing in His...

The Shepherd’s Joy

I’ve stood watch for many a long night. Counted the  wandering sheep, every one, my ears pricked sharp for the ghost-hush of wolves. Seen the black storms tumble down the hills, and me there, braced against the wind, keeping the small, the fragile, alive. That was my...