Simple Service
By Susannah Wollman
For over 20 years, I’ve had a poem hanging in my kitchen. It’s printed on a thin sheet of some kind of metal, and mounted on a plastic, wood-looking round plaque. It’s not very pretty, and the author’s name has long since been rubbed away. I’ve tried to find the poem elsewhere, but I’ve never been able to find it again. So I will quote it here for you:
Who Touched Me?
By Jacqueline Hannah
She sat opposite me at the small table nestled in the back corner of a busy coffee shop. Her hands folded and unfolded. Her eyes, serious and direct, watched for my reaction. “I can’t go on like this much longer. Maybe I should end it all. It would be so much better for my family. They wouldn’t have to deal with my fears, my outbursts, and my depression. Each day is different – they’re never sure what to expect.”
Life Waves
By Lisa Bell
The ocean waves crashed onto the beach. Small waves rushed in followed by larger ones that swelled and reached two or three feet in height. The little girl watched each wave as anticipation quivered through her body. She clung to her daddy’s hand and waited. When the wave came close, she stood still. Breathless with wonder, she waited and at the very last second before the wave engulfed her, she jumped. Then she did it all over again.
Nodding Onion
By Kathleen Brown
In the late afternoon, the flower’s shadow was etched dark and bold on the gray surface of the rock. The shadow was shaped something like a hand, with eight or ten long fingers resting heavy on the stone – palming it, almost, as a basketball.
Single and Waiting
By Brenda Jackson
It’s Friday night and I’m home alone again, sighed Lexi I know the girls will call or I could call them,” as she began pacing across the room. But another Friday night date with the girls, Lord how long? I love you God and trust you but my faith seems to be growing weary. Haven’t I done what you asked me; to give you my whole heart and to need only you, she cried out? I’ve traveled, kept myself busy, dealt with past demons — all in order to become a whole woman of God. I promised I’d be patient.
