Poetry

Vulnerable. Poetic.

I am a writer. More precisely, I am a poet. I always have been. 11-year-old me would stay up well past lights-out hiding under a blanket with a flashlight, paper, and pen to write. My friends were all reading Tiger Beat Magazine, the Babysitter's Club series and anything by Judy Blume. I was reading Chaucer's… Continue reading Vulnerable. Poetic.

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How Long are You Going to Mourn?

The Lord said to Samuel, “How long are you going to mourn for Saul, since I have rejected him as king over Israel? Fill your horn with oil and go. I am sending you to Jesse of Bethlehem because I have selected a king from his sons.”1 Samuel 16:1 Mourning is necessary for healing. But like anything else, too much… Continue reading How Long are You Going to Mourn?

family, Word

3:14am Christmas Morning – 2018

Early Christmas Morning It's 3:14am as I begin writing. You may ask: "Why on earth are you writing at this hour, Melissa?" It's the best reason, but if I fall asleep making the ham and Keto-friendly green-bean casserole tomorrow, this is why: My 11-year-old son rushed to bed last night after carefully putting out cookies… Continue reading 3:14am Christmas Morning – 2018

Life Lessons

How Great Our Joy

In the last month I've had the joy of celebrating these things with people I love: my son's 11th birthday, my daughter's 22nd birthday, my niece's baby gender reveal (Oh Boy!), my other niece's engagement, a single-mom friend had a house offer accepted, a friend got a new car, my cousin and his wife welcomed… Continue reading How Great Our Joy

Life Lessons, Word

Immediately Jesus

It's no secret - I believe in Jesus. I love him. I love reading the Word. If you've ever shared a meal with me, you know. I'm all about Jesus. Some seasons though, some days - they are rough. Even when I'm in the Word daily. Even when I'm at my best. Today was rough.… Continue reading Immediately Jesus

Poetry

Night Before Christmas, Texas Style

'T'were the night a'fore Christmas, when throughout the ranch, Not an oak tree was stirring, not even a branch; Our workboots were set by the fireplace with care, In hopes that Ole Santy Claus soon would appear; The kiddos were bunked-in all snug in their beds, While pictures of candy-canes two-stepped in their heads; This… Continue reading Night Before Christmas, Texas Style

family, Friends, Life Lessons, Love, Word

When the Unexpected Happens

Has your life ever come to an end punctuation that you weren't quite expecting? Haven't you been so sure of one thing, only to, at the turn of a phrase, been suddenly unsure, and ended your sentence with a question mark instead of an exclamation point?! (Okay - that's the word nerd in me.) More… Continue reading When the Unexpected Happens

Poetry, Word

King David and Stuttering Metrical Dactyls (just read)

I imagine King David, writing instrument in hand, scroll on one knee, writing furiously - trying to beat the dusk. This is when poets live - as the world falls asleep, poetic minds wake - Imagery marches down the page. Poetic hearts beat iambic pentameter, Thoughts come faster than hands can write... da-DUM da-DUM da-DUM… Continue reading King David and Stuttering Metrical Dactyls (just read)