by Eileen Parsons | Jun 29, 2016 | Articles
Lightning streaked across the sky. Thunder rumbled in the distance. The rain didn’t come, but the humidity rose steadily, promising rain would come. It was well after two in the morning, but I couldn’t sleep. Sitting on the living room floor in front of the French...
by Eileen Parsons | Jun 4, 2016 | Articles
“From the rising of the sun to the place where it sets, the name of the Lord is to be praised.” Psalm 113:3 I don’t witness too many sunrises. That doesn’t mean that I don’t like to see the sun rise. It’s an incredible way to start the day. The...
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...
