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 | 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 | Jul 18, 2015 | Articles
His friend was dying. Messengers had arrived from Bethany with the news, “Come quickly, Jesus. Lazarus is sick.” He waited. Two days. By the time Jesus returned to Bethany, Lazarus had been dead four days. Do you ever wonder if the human part of...
by Eileen Parsons | Apr 29, 2015 | Articles
My car is ten years old and has 126,000 miles on the engine. It runs great, has had no major problems. The body is starting rust (Northern New York winters take a major toll on a car’s body); the clear-coat is cracking and peeling, but under the hood, it still runs...
by Eileen Parsons | Feb 26, 2015 | Articles
It’s been a weird day. Snow squalls kept me trapped in the house (That isn’t the weird part. It’s February in Upstate New York. That’s pretty much the norm.), unable to spend the day at the church working on the bulletin, a task I enjoy on a weekly basis. The wind...
