She awakes
looking into a mirror.
Strength, goodness, and valor are there.
His first, and have become hers—
two halves of a split picture, the Imago Dei.
The One who breaks apart darkness and light,
water and ground,
God’s space and human’s space is now become
the One who knits together whole new beings from inside Himself.
And he who breaks apart the creatures by kind,
who himself is broken in two,
incomplete,
not good,
cannot be knit whole outside of her.
Rinsing a dish
in the sink
where the sunlight streams in
How does the world still turn?
My baby says “Mama”
and I smile
and cry
to think of the mamas whose babies will die
For no good reason, only they
got caught in the crossfire between power plays
Strawberry juice down my three-year-old’s chin
and ribbons of shadow
because the sun shines
Why here?
Why do we
get to live untouched and wild and free
When a world away and yet in our backyard
families hide
or are taken
torn apart
And what should I do, besides rinse a dish
and wipe a face
and smile
and cry
Because of the babies whose mamas will die
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a Pacific Northwest-native writer, photographer, and Bible nerd with a lot of big ideas and a never-ending sense of homesick. Here, in words and in images, I process my inmost thoughts and invite you along on my lifelong pursuit of truth + beauty - ever inspired and sustained by the changeless nature of my beautiful God, and by the hope He offers in His Story.
