We walk by faith

What can we learn from bird-watching that can help us walk by faith?

An open letter to my mature ladies who want to be mothers

In my second tribute to Mother’s Day,  I want to share a letter God compelled me to write for an earlier blog I created before launching Waterfall of Words. My hope is that this letter will promote mothering as a spirit of love that all women have by the way He designed them. I encourage mature women who want to be mothers to embrace the many non-biological ways that God opens for them to serve as mothers,  whether as sisters, as aunts, teachers, or as friends:

 

To the Proverbs 31 Mother: Happy Mother’s Day!

Dear Mothers,
I believe mothers have the heart of God: a heart to love and serve. To celebrate Mother’s Day, I am giving away a gift I wrote that was inspired by Proverbs 31 [NIV].  From May 13, 2018, to June 13, 2018, you can download a free copy of my letter, “To The Proverbs 31 Mother” by signing up here. Be blessed and be a blessing by sharing this with the mothers in your life!

For all the ways that women serve as mothers: your worth is far more than rubies!

 

Happy Mother’s Day!

#theproverbs31mother, #happymothersday

 

 

 

Let God be all you need in 2018!

 

Happy New Year!

Like many writers, I am thinking about my writing vision for 2018.

Remembering those who have lost admist this Christmas Season

 

Amidst the festive lights, parties, and endless caroling, for some, this Christmas season may a difficult time to celebrate.

My persistence is not about me

Violets persisting in the snow

On Fridays at 5:00 AM, I join a circle of praying women to begin our day by seeking God. This Friday, our prayer leader taught from  Luke 18: 1-8 (NIV).

Not far from the tree

 

While reflecting on the fall season, I decided to try my hand at poetic prose.

The following is my tribute to the beauty and majesty of God in this season. I entitled this piece, “Not far from the tree.”  I derived the title from the saying, “The apple never falls far from the tree,” which means children tend to reflect the characteristics of their parents. Although there is usually a negative connotation with this saying, I choose to adopt a meaning that connects me to the goodness of my Father. To this end, I found Psalm 139: 14 (ESV) reflects my praise of His works, that is, the beautiful fall foliage, and my gratefulness for the beauty He created as me:

“I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well.”

I walk outside and stand under a large Norway maple tree. I look up and observe its tall, firm, stately grace consisting of a thick trunk and branches that seem like benevolent arms reaching out. I appreciate the feel of its shade and gentle breeze stirring its leaves. I take a small step around the tree and notice that my foot touches a leaf on the pavement. I recognize that the leaf comes from this tree, as its color and shape look similar to the leaves still attached. I decide to pick up this leaf and study it. The leaf is a deep, purple color and palmate in shape. It feels smooth and leathery to my touch. I turn the leaf over and observe a branching pattern of veins that spreads throughout the entire leaf. Something inside encourages me to cherish this leaf. Its color is dark in tone, like my own skin, and its palmate shape is like my own hand. I am inspired to cherish the magnificence of God, this tree, this leaf, and His magnificence in me.

You are fearfully and wonderfully made! How would you celebrate yourself and His works? Please share with me on Twitter!

Go set a watch

While the fall season is typically associated with harvesting crops, we as Christians should also consider other types of harvests.

To our fathers whose sons are leaving the nest

It seems like all of a sudden, your son has grown up and has stepped out into the world….

My journey to National Poetry Month

For 2017, I decided to take a step toward getting my poetry recognized. To commemorate this turning point in my journey as a poet, I thought it would be appropriate to debut my poetry blog at time when poetry is celebrated- National Poetry Month!

Boasting about my weakness

With more hours of daylight and each quickly melting snowstorm,  I see and feel spring is just around the corner.