Eni felt sick, too sick to continue, but Maji would not let her retreat. There was more money to be made. It was time for dinner, and Maji was in the mood for something richer in his food as the money he had made off her was bountiful today. Eni looked half like a corpse… Continue reading The Damsel and the Divination Part II: Short Fiction
“Sit here. Rub this,” the old woman said. Five year old Eni did what she was told. She sat on a small wooden stool as the old bent woman paced around the little hut, chanting, murmuring, speaking to someone Eni could not see. Suddenly, the woman stopped. A look crossed her face that Eni could… Continue reading The Damsel and the Divination Part I: Short Fiction
To hope is to be truly alive! "And now abide faith, hope, love, these three..." -(1 Corinthians 13:13) Hope is essential. So essential, it made it to a very short list, which includes love of all things! When I started Hope's Diaries, I never imagined how great a thing hope was. I thought I knew… Continue reading Hope, How I’ve Missed You!
God knows me. He knows my likes and dislikes and He knows what makes me tick. He's led me through beautiful scenes just to bring me pleasure - to make me smile at the sunrise early in the morning. He knows me like that. Some days I don't feel worthy at all. On those days… Continue reading God Knows Me.
I wrote that heading to get your attention; I would much prefer to title this post, "An Invitation to Trust." Anyway... We are constantly being spoken at, being pushed and pulled from all sides. Life with it's devilish gifts makes us offers of multiple dimensions, hard to ignore. Loudest above all the noise of the… Continue reading An Invitation to Fear