Tag: biblical reflection
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The Cost of Keeping
In Sasspoint Village, spring didn’t just show up. It brought things into the open. Closets were opened. Drawers were emptied. Corners that had been overlooked suddenly mattered. Naomi stood in the middle of her home, a large box in front of her labeled: KEEPTRASHDONATE Simple categories. Clear choices. She folded a sweater, paused for a…
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Refuse the Surface
Bible closed at night.Dust rests on Talyn’s nightstand.City lights flicker. Sasspoint hums outside.Schedules press against her time.The Word waits in still. Not lack of desire—just noise dressed up as purpose.Days move without depth. One morning, Talynsits without inspiration—just tired of thin days. Black blouse, quiet strength.Ankara brushes the floor.She opens the Book. Not for one…
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The Presumption of Reply
The evening light stretched across Palm Walk, quiet and undisturbed. Aziza sat with her phone in hand, her expression composed—but not settled. “I asked God,” she said, almost to herself.“And He answered.” Nia glanced at her, then nodded once. “That should be the end of it.” Aziza didn’t respond immediately. Because it should have been.…
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Staged Holiness
Staged Holiness There is a holiness that knows its angles. It waits for late afternoon —for the kind of light that forgives everything,for the amber hush that makes dust look sacred. The Bible is openednot necessarily read,but opened —spine softened just enoughto suggest familiarity. A highlighter rests diagonally,as though it has recently passed through revelation.The…