Amy Secrist

Tag: NaPoWriMo

  • Being Loved

    Being loved is like this: “I love you, Mom,” and like this: “Arrrhgrrh!  You never let me do anything!” and like this: “Mom, I don’t ever want you to die.” Being loved is like wind off the ocean, harsh and constant, invigorating and powerfully wild.

  • Flag Prayers

    Prayer flags hang over our doorway, over our table, over us. They don’t wave far above us in the wind, But they flicker wildly in my heart, tabernacle candles announcing Christ’s presence, St. Joseph votives streaming to God unceasing. My scrawled hand, the babies’ scribbles, and our guests’ script decorate those paper flags and they haven’t changed since Eastertide…

  • A Candle Prayer

    Come comfort this hurried heart with love and kindness this tired heart with quick forgiveness this beating heart with solid restfulness; uncover the pricelessness beneath these worthless days beneath these screams and shouts; show me green shoots sprouting through this drenched earth, massive oaks and maples, beech trees popping newborn leaves into this rain-soaked air. I…