by Eileen Parsons | Apr 15, 2016 | Articles
Gurgles and groans shouted from the spout. I had pumped soap into my hand, turned the handle and expected water. Instead, it was a series of burps and protests. I also noticed that the toilet tank wasn’t filling with water. “Great,” I thought. “The water...
by Eileen Parsons | Mar 31, 2016 | Articles
It’s quiet. Birdsong rides on the gentle breeze rustling the leaves. The sun is a faint glow in the east, not yet ready to dawn the day. The women speak in hushed voices, their whispers filled with sadness and longing. “Who will roll the stone away?” they wonder. ...
by Eileen Parsons | Mar 3, 2016 | Articles
The sun emblazoned the crystals of sand. Any breath of breeze picked up the sand and carried it along, throwing it into my face before swirling it across the expanse. The heat pressed down on me, and my thirst was overwhelming. I knew I wasn’t alone. Turning my...
by Eileen Parsons | Dec 10, 2015 | Articles
“I saw the Lord sitting on a throne, high and lifted up, and the train of His robe filled the temple. Above it stood seraphim; each one had six wings: with two he covered his face, with two he covered his feet, and with two he flew. And one cried to another and...
by Eileen Parsons | Sep 25, 2015 | Articles
Yesterday was the first day of autumn. The leaves started their turn a few weeks ago. The trees around the house have been dropping seedlings and tiny berries since early September. (During the night, it sounds like hail pounding the roof!) The nights are cool,...
