by Eileen Parsons | Oct 26, 2012 | Articles
He sits with his head down, shoulders slumped, back pressed against the cold, hard stone wall. The darkness is closing around him with each passing day, the damp air penetrating his lungs with each breath. Occasionally, he lifts his eyes to look into the darkness...
by Eileen Parsons | Oct 17, 2012 | Articles
“I think we are more effective if we try to just blend in. People are turned off if you get over-bearing with religion. It’s better to just keep quiet and try to be a good person.” Sipping her coffee, she looked up at her friend, “Listen, this woman I work with...
by Eileen Parsons | Oct 1, 2012 | Articles
“He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, ‘He is my refuge and my fortress, My God, in Him I will trust.’ Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the perilous...
by Eileen Parsons | Sep 18, 2012 | Articles
The curtains are swishing gently against the window casing, a cool breeze chilling the air. “Time to start closing a few windows,” I say to myself, closing the French doors leading to the deck. “And to think just an hour ago, it was 70-ish.” A few chickadees are...
by Eileen Parsons | Sep 8, 2012 | Articles
“I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune.” ~George Washington Carver The morning breeze rippled the curtains. Sunlight streamed between the slats of the mini-blinds – a...
