Tag Archives: Easter
I’ve never seen a fluffy hummingbird before and dressed in Easter colours too. A special visitation methinks.
Tears from heaven wash the trees, they’re blow-dried in a cooling breeze, while chickadees and sparrows sing telling all the world, “it’s spring” Once more the woods are painted bright, the day goes on for half the night, Mother Nature … Continue reading
Tulips, hyacinths and anemones all arrived in time for Easter dinner.
Spring, Easter life anew for trees, for birds and yes, for you. You’ll see it in a thousand ways as minutes burst into whole days. Rest in that beam of sun and know another sunbeam soon will show. Even when … Continue reading
Boxes… labelled boxes, Conservative, Liberal, American, Jew, Baptist, Aries, middle class, Irish, poet, rich, poor, white, green … we huddle together in the box we are most comfortable in because we are the same, we belong. It is comfortable and … Continue reading
Borrowed manger Borrowed tomb part of the plan an upper room. Born to die like you and I, enduring shame and untold pain He lived, He died But rose again. Between these stories living proof nothing can destroy the Truth. … Continue reading
My Recitation at church, Easter Sunday 1949: ‘I have two little feet to walk with Jesus, two little hands to do His will. One little tongue to sing His praises, One little heart to love Him still.’
I heard there was a man passing through our town. They say He healed the sick and lame but I was taking curtains down, I did not see him. I heard people running, passed right by my door, but I … Continue reading
Anticipated promises, our gazes on the door, life enters and we soon forget what we were waiting for. Finally fulfillment right outside our door but we who waited turn away, we were expecting more. ©2015 Sharron R. McMillan
Boxes… little boxes, Social Credit, Liberal, Baptist, Aries, Winter, Melancholy, Irish, poet, rich, white, professional. . . we huddle together in the box we are most comfortable in because we are the same, we belong. It is comfortable and safe. … Continue reading
. . . chocolate rabbits, peeps or eggs, turkey dinner, white meat or legs, family all together once more eating, talking, family lore. It isn’t church or sunrise songs, bonnets, baskets, rights or wrongs. So what is Easter if not … Continue reading
Spring, Easter Life anew for trees, birds and yes, for you. You’ll see it in a thousand ways as minutes burst into whole days. Rest in that beam of sun and know another sunbeam soon will show. And even when … Continue reading