Your poem is the perfect place to rest in so much uncertainty and heartache. I’m so sorry for these troubles, Jody. Sending love to you and through you to your sister and her dear ones. May the God of all comfort be with you all.
Soooo hard. Strength to you both as, together, you lean into God and whatever the hours before you hold. In viewing each leaf at the mercy of wind in your painting, the viewer also intuits the promise of a landing place, as well as the more eventual dance of decay birthing newness: leaf by root, letter by "single letter," Life by life and ever more life . . .
Laurie, your perception and perspective are always such a gift to me. I will cling to that picture of the promise of a landing place as well as birth coming from decay...
Loved your essay today. It gets down to life and death--it always comes back to this, doesn't it, and how faith navigates the conundrum. Bravo to you, Jody. You seem to ever have an antennae out listening to the Lord. I am reminded of poems I've written navigating these past years of cancer and other surprises. Reality isn't always nice. But your note today nicely held the hand of something hard. People like you reveal the steadfastness of the Lord.
Dear Susan, you know only too well the despair and challenges of fighting cancer. I'm humbled by your mention that I reveal the steadfastness of the Lord, and it encourages me. Thank you friend.
Your poem is the perfect place to rest in so much uncertainty and heartache. I’m so sorry for these troubles, Jody. Sending love to you and through you to your sister and her dear ones. May the God of all comfort be with you all.
I'm so sorry for your sister. What a blessing you are to her. I received your poetry book today and look forward to savoring it.
Stephanie thank you, it's Jesus in me that gets all the credit.
I look forward to hearing which poems spoke to you in your reading.
Thank you for supporting my work.
Soooo hard. Strength to you both as, together, you lean into God and whatever the hours before you hold. In viewing each leaf at the mercy of wind in your painting, the viewer also intuits the promise of a landing place, as well as the more eventual dance of decay birthing newness: leaf by root, letter by "single letter," Life by life and ever more life . . .
Laurie, your perception and perspective are always such a gift to me. I will cling to that picture of the promise of a landing place as well as birth coming from decay...
Loved your essay today. It gets down to life and death--it always comes back to this, doesn't it, and how faith navigates the conundrum. Bravo to you, Jody. You seem to ever have an antennae out listening to the Lord. I am reminded of poems I've written navigating these past years of cancer and other surprises. Reality isn't always nice. But your note today nicely held the hand of something hard. People like you reveal the steadfastness of the Lord.
Dear Susan, you know only too well the despair and challenges of fighting cancer. I'm humbled by your mention that I reveal the steadfastness of the Lord, and it encourages me. Thank you friend.