Author: kerrilynn123

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  To the Uttermost

  Jesus is crouching before me, sitting back on his haunches, a steaming basin of water in front of him. He… Read more.

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  In the crook

  I make my way to him, stealthy and slow, tiptoeing through the strange, cloying dark of an eclipse – a… Read more.

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  In the Whisper

  We walk into the desert together, slow, silent. I steal small glances at the man beside me as we move… Read more.

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  Advent

  There’s a genealogy in the stories about Jesus. A string of old Hebrew names and lists of men I’ve never… Read more.

• The Squall

  I shiver and rub my arms. The wind is trailing her icy, satin skirt down the shoreline and over the… Read more.

• The treasure

  There’s a fanciful picture in my mind sometimes, of the place where God lives. The sanctuary where God rests, and… Read more.

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  If I was a pebble

  If I was a pebble on the beach,one of a million, billion, trillion -drifting in the tide, scattering and clattering… Read more.

• The Force

  There’s this desert scene that plays out in the old tales. Different characters, same unforgiving parched landscape. A sea of… Read more.

• The Armour

  The ocean has been a constant boom and shush outside my window for the past two days as I snuggle… Read more.

• The Chasm

  Clouds have spread themselves in a low hanging blanket across the sky, and if I didn’t know any better I’d… Read more.