OctPoWriMo #2: Catholicism
The Blessed Virgin Mary can be found in stone sitting in your garden.
She sits in the place of where your rose bushes used to be.
She holds her rosary beads with her head down in prayer.
As I walk by she bows in reverence, never looking up at me. (more…)
“Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean.” –John Muir
A cool breeze that rushed up the mountainside had quelled the sweltering heat that rained down from the California summer sun. We attempted to catch our breath, while sitting on top of large gray flat-topped rocks embedded into the rich brown dirt, as the wind moved the few trees decorating the top of the mountain and the tall grass, sunflowers, and dried brush. It felt as though we were the only ones left on the planet as we looked down in to the green canyons while sitting on top of the world.
The picturesque mountainscape had become a wonderful excuse for a long nature hike miles away from any road flooded with cars. I did my best to capture all of the beauty that I had seen that day inside of the digital folders of my camera. Upon returning from weekend hiking into the tall mountains I picked up a call and greeted a familiar voice. (more…)
God is a writer.
He brings to focus beings that
Have not yet existed before.
Everything is created from nothing
But the images He carries in His own mind.
God is a poet.
He takes words that flow and make them rhyme (more…)
“Okay, cool.” Adam said as he was in the midst of naming animals and riding majestic cheetahs.
“Yeah sure whatev.” Adam’s girlfriend Eve was half asleep when the booming voice of God told them to stay away from the evil glowing tree, but within an hour of the warning, Eve was making a delicious salad with the juicy golden fruit.
“Dammit Eve! there’s glowing fruit in this salad! Did you use the forbidden fruit?” Adam had already eaten half of his large serving before he realized the shimmering gold mixed in with the dressing.
“Umm. About that—“ (more…)