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 | 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 | Feb 4, 2015 | Articles
She strained her eyes to see through the darkness. No light, not even a spark in the distance. No sign of her visitor. “Soon,” she said to herself as she closed the door to her simple home. She moved across the room, checked the bread baking in the oven, and...
