This weeping, this night,
This immovable mountain
Tower over me.
I crouch in the dust
Raw from the saltwater.
Well is it said that joy comes in the morning:
But in an eternal night,
Lord, when does the morning come?
Sporadic spillings.
Bilingual English-Spanish blog on issues important to the professional interpreter.
tales and trappings of a teacher
Life from my perspective in photography, poetry, art, and words.
thoughts of a young anabaptist
Letting Go and Letting God
- International Disaster Response Efforts
~a place for me to document my monthly book club review, and other introverted thoughts which may appear with time.
Hebrews 11:13
Walking in Joy
Because we're all stories, in the end. - 11
Poetry, art, and criticism
Calling young Anabaptists back to The Root
a canvas for wonderings, thinkings, and discoveries
Movement, Color, Sound, Story
finding God in the wasteland (Isaiah 35:1)
how the people and parts of our world cross cultures
"living life on the edge of that which could be considered safe"
"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step" ...a single step of Faith
Emily Smucker's Blog
live life barefoot
live life barefoot
live life barefoot
of a woman learning to live
