Amy Secrist

Tag: motherhood

  • Children

    It’s God’s work. I don’t know what I’m doing. They thrive, and the sun shines through the windows of my striving.

  • Givingbirds Light

    These little birds flit around the house lighting here and there, sitting on the counters, standing on the chairs, zooming through the kitchen. They make “holy spirit water” and play church, wedding, and workers, after post office, house, and kitchen-shopping. Screaming-mad and cackling-happy these growing-up friends make their way through the days and I watch…

  • A Prayer for Right-Seeing

    There are times it requires the entire will, every muscle fiber, each heart-string, to see those squashed banana pieces as jewels, the bread crumbs as confetti, the demands as opportunities for love. There are times I feel the heart reaching, insisting, pulling on the harness of right-seeing, yoking these phyical moments to the ever-lasting instant.…