Day 8: Finding Hope in Unmet Expectations – Truth

Faith Friendships Grace Poetry

Our bodies were made to hold the truth
like vessels of transport from one generation to the next
You are a truth, amiga. Your existence is mighty resistance.

Day 7: Finding Hope in Unmet Expectations – Hold

Grace Poetry Prayer Strength

How much can the human soul hold? Besides earthquakes, hurricanes, mass shootings, poverty, systemic oppression, and a cornucopia of hurt, the human soul also holds the very breath of our Creator. Our soul holds the

Day 6: #FiveMinuteFriday – Story (a poem)

Faith Family Grace Latinx Marginalized Poetry Strength

On the syllables of root words inherited from the fall./ In the history books you rewrote with your existence./ Story begins where we dare

Day 3: Finding Hope in Unmet Expectations – Create

Faith Grace Poetry Prayer Strength

Friend, this is Day 3 of a series of daily posts for the month of October. I’m joining Kate Motaung over at Five Minute Friday for the yearly Write 31 Days challenge. My topic this

Day 2: Finding Hope in Unmet Expectations – Tell

Faith Family Grace Latinx Poetry Strength

We must learn to discern what belongs in our hands and what does not. Are we willing to blindly grab hold of what could potentially destroy us only because we were never told the consequences? God’s sacred mark is upon the earth and pulsates within each human life. Of all the beauty we hold dear, I pray we hold more than glitter and fame. I pray we hold more than an image of fancy fun.

Day 1: Finding Hope in Unmet Expectations – Worship

Faith Family Poetry

My topic this year is “Finding Hope in Unmet Expectations” because that’s what my book is about as well. On Fridays, I write you a poem. All the other days in October I will write short non-fiction essay or vignette for you. Each day has a different word prompt. I hope you enjoy. Today’s word prompt is WORSHIP.

#FiveMinuteFriday: Accept (a poem)

Faith Grace Poetry Prayer Strength Waiting

Do I accept the world in all of its fury, despair, and appetite without also accepting the tranquility, affection, and harmony that stands at my doorstep when I walk outside to breathe in its life? Do I receive all the life and grace God extends to me in my calloused palms?