Morning comes and we hear the sound of the ocean, the crash of waves. “I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of that sound,” Kevin says, fresh from sleep. Almost all week, we’ve kept the door open to hear the sea, and I keep listening to the Spirit reminding me that the voice of […]
“How did he ask you?” She leans forward, a piece of cantaloupe dangling on the end of her fork. I watch the fruit drip honeyed juice on her plate, anointing terra cotta flowers. Her eyes are full moons. She waits, as though caught on the cusp of a good story. I follow her eyes, glancing […]
In the afternoons, his daughters run to him. They hear his keys jingle in the lock, and nothing matters except that he’s home. Words hang in the air between us. Pencils roll off the table where they’ve been carelessly tossed down. I lift my hands out of the dishwater and dry them on a towel. […]
“This way that we love, that’s how it should be loving God,” He says this morning, eating breakfast beside me. “The way that we communicate, the way you know how I’ll feel about something, how you hear my voice in your head, that’s exactly how it’s supposed to be with Him.” He folds his napkin, […]
“Your public speaking ability radiated your passion for Jesus. There was a true sense of comfort and peace as well as joy and truth.”
“Having Elysa speak for us has been such a blessing. She speaks with such a level and ease and comfort. It is like sitting across the kitchen table with your best girlfriend and a cup of coffee. Elysa has such an incredible passion for God’s Word and it is apparent as she speaks with great knowledge and understanding. We at Essex Village have had the pleasure of seeing God’s handiwork in Elysa throughout her life. She has allowed the Potter to mold her and make her His Workman.”
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