by Deb Farris | Dec 5, 2020 | Musings
Hopes and fears Of all the years were met in the Humblest of the humblest Helpless but Not hopeless Faith can feel fragile Facing the fears filling The world and yet Into the world He came He comes He will come again Advent Preparation Are we prepared? “Teacher we...
by Deb Farris | Oct 13, 2020 | Musings
Amidst the rough terrain, against the winds, through stormy days you bloom. Dry earth and sand and rock your bed, your splendor surpassing. Now rest, as Sun reigns in Light. Rain, like oil, anoints your fragile buds yet unseen, contents your roots beneath the earth....
by Deb Farris | Sep 7, 2020 | Musings
I am moving into my first fall without the burden of balancing numbers. My calendar is open and what I fill it with will be determined by how I am filled. I will ask for good balance as I begin what I used to call a new fiscal year, I have entered a new dance and I am...
by Deb Farris | Sep 5, 2020 | Musings
A child has eyes for surprise. Innocent. Imaginative. Free-spirited. I think of these. Apple trees and cornfields. A big red barn. Double Dutch and Four Square. I think of these things too. What I don’t often think of is how totally dependent I was as a child on my...
by Deb Farris | Jun 27, 2020 | Musings
There is a group of people sitting on my rock by the water. It’s not really mine, I can’t claim it, I can’t ask them to move, so I move to what I can claim. Another Rock. A new spot A new space. And I need it because, well, I just do. I am reminded that I need to put...
