Once upon a time, there were two sisters who liked to dream. One day, when they were quite grown-up, one of them said, “Let’s go to Newfoundland.” Her sister said, “Let’s do it.” And then they laughed. That was normal. That was how they always shared their dreams with each other. Visiting the only provinceContinue reading “The Crazy Dream”
Category Archives: Poetry
Ripples on the River
It was a year ago that I settled down on my top bunk at SMBI for a quick nap before our banquet supper. This was our final evening of term, the day before we planned to leave for our choir tour in Belize. I picked up my phone just one more time before closing myContinue reading “Ripples on the River”
Homesick
Music reverberates from floor unto dome, Harmony swells in my ears; The chords drive in, Gloriously piercing my soul. I stray from the singing And stand at the lake. But why does my heart ache? The strawberry sun fades behind cobweb mist; Its light sprinkles over the waves, Peeking around every cattail— Kissing my face.Continue reading “Homesick”
Every Drop of Red
Trickling down from outstretched hands, Slowly staining Calvary’s sands, Every drop of red Drip Drip Dripped As the Saviour bled. Love so rich, one drop of grace Covered sins of every race. Full, enough, and more. Drip Drip Dripped. Who knew love before?
Enlarge My Heart
Well, I didn’t quite make it to the moon after all. But I did make it to many other places since the last time I posted. Over a span of 7 days in mid-December, I set foot in 3 states, 3 provinces, and 4 countries. I also spent six weeks at SMBI, an incredibly richContinue reading “Enlarge My Heart”
Delight
(Scribbled under shimmering trees in a moment of solitude.) I am an ant. Just a jolly, shiny little fellow, skittering across a leaf. A crackly, golden leaf—one that only an hour ago sailed merrily to the ground. The warm crumbly ground, where thousands of other contented leaflets lie. Leaves that embraced the spring sun, twirledContinue reading “Delight”
Let Me Speak
When I sent this broken poem to my writers group, I was a little embarrassed about its poor quality. I didn’t even know if it made sense. But when I heard back from them, they gave positive feedback besides helpful editing. It seemed the piece spoke to them more than some of my polished ones.Continue reading “Let Me Speak”
Time to Fly
(Dedicated to the third hatched butterfly, who sat on my finger for half an hour before taking flight so I would consider my own insecurities.)
How Can They Know?
If thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus; If thou wilt believe in thine heart that He lives; Then thou shalt be saved, and shalt not be ashamed Of this great salvation that He freely gives. Does all the world know Jesus offers them freedom? Four thousand two hundred religions they claim. OfContinue reading “How Can They Know?”
Make Me a Servant
Lord, make me a servant, do what You must do To make me a servant, please make me like You. Lord, empty my spirit of all but Your grace; May selfish desires be fully replaced. Lord, break me and use me wherever You please, For Your ways are higher; Your love will not cease. Lord,Continue reading “Make Me a Servant”