An Eve in Winter
When you enter a darkened room and see a pool of moonlight on the floor, do you wait to turn the lights on so you can step into the … Continue Reading An Eve in Winter
Fibonacci: Science and Poetry, Part 3
God’s Fingerprints Curls, swirls, whirling, unfurling, the universe forms such dissimilar things as storms and roses, galaxies and shells – with familiar tells. © 2017 Christina Chase This … Continue Reading Fibonacci: Science and Poetry, Part 3
Fibonacci: Science and Poetry, Part 2
Faith on the cliff, a diver waits, stilled, toes gripping edge… then… leaps! as Heart commits to Sea. © 2017 Christina Chase This is Part 2 of … Continue Reading Fibonacci: Science and Poetry, Part 2
Fibonacci: Science and Poetry, Part 1
There is order in the created world, both seen and unseen. As a person of both faith and reason, I know that some aspects of this order can be discerned … Continue Reading Fibonacci: Science and Poetry, Part 1
Two Poems of Wonder
This week, I’m sharing two little poems of mine (and I don’t claim to be a poet.) The first is from a recent excursion with my parents to Rhododendron Sate … Continue Reading Two Poems of Wonder
Brave
I feel very brave posting this. Three and a half years of blogging here and I have been careful not to show pictures of myself straight on. In fact, you’ll … Continue Reading Brave
Redemptive Suffering
The womb that cannot bear new life is, instead, bearing pain. Seemingly meaningless and devoid of promise, for the hard grip – twisted deformed rocks – makes it unrecognized as … Continue Reading Redemptive Suffering
Gathering Stars
Wishing everyone a Blessed Christmas and offering you this poem from decades ago. May you be filled with the wonder of God Among Us – for the Word of God, the … Continue Reading Gathering Stars
My Mother
My mother and father are not only good parents, they are excellent parents because they have been greatly tried and are continuing to be tried. Having a severely disabled and … Continue Reading My Mother
In Short Measures
Life is composed of small moments in time. How many times have we heard something like this said or read something similar on a Facebook meme? But, what does it mean, … Continue Reading In Short Measures
Made by Fools like Me
April is the month in which I was birthed into the world. It is also, I found out this year, National Poetry Writing Month. And I, much to my disbelief, … Continue Reading Made by Fools like Me
When, Where, How
Will it happen in a shopping mall? Will you have time to run and hide in a bathroom stall when the gunfire begins to sound? Or in some other public … Continue Reading When, Where, How
The Great Coming of the Lord
Advent, the first coming, is quiet. Silently he comes in the womb of a virgin, the womb undisturbed, untouched by man. Patiently he comes in the strength of her forbearance, … Continue Reading The Great Coming of the Lord
Advent Wreath
Waxen pillars tipped with fire in a ring of evergreen; like our souls, the flames lift higher with our prayers to a God unseen. And at the core, waiting… the … Continue Reading Advent Wreath
Autumn Leaves
(This little verse, which I originally wrote quite a few years ago, has a perspective on autumn foliage that is different from last week’s poem…) Autumn leaves grasp the colors … Continue Reading Autumn Leaves
Sugar Maple in Autumn
The glory has just begun. The light of the inner sun radiates within every leaf, shining pale green at the heart and, growing bolder, the golden fire glowing more intensely … Continue Reading Sugar Maple in Autumn
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