Four precious stones. Four. Each one different and full of the things that make them unique. Most who look at them would see the rough edges and deep pits still so clearly drawn in their varying hues. But not me. To me they are pure specimens of beauty and potential. Each day I carry them … Continue reading Four Precious Stones
Author: Brianna
Shoulders
A camera swings from over his shoulder, clanging against his hip as he climbs the grueling 400 foot ski jump to get the shot. He runs up, perhaps just a bit slower than the athletes, who trail him by mere minutes. Feet brace against the boards to keep from sliding down with gravity's pull. Awkward … Continue reading Shoulders
Stretch Marks
Purple marks surround my navel. Hidden under layers of clothes they are there, evidence of the burdens I've carried. Today my belly is tight again, filled with life that pokes, jabs, and rolls inside me. My midsection has reached the point where it cannot get any bigger without breaking. And so lately I can feel … Continue reading Stretch Marks
The Snare of the Snake in the Pro-Life Movement
This image hangs in my kitchen, a gift given to me by my dear sister. It is a picture of the childless Eve, wrapped in the snare of the serpent, and her counterpart, Mary, full of promise and hope for the gaping wound in humanity. Most prominent to me is the connection they share; an … Continue reading The Snare of the Snake in the Pro-Life Movement
52 Shabbats
Light flickers from a candle. Aromatic and warm from the oven, I lay the braided bread on the table next to the wine and pomegranate juice, edible ornaments of gold and crimson, reminding me of the royal heritage I am apart of. I finish up the final preparations, and set the dishes on the table. … Continue reading 52 Shabbats
Two Precious Stones 