Amy Secrist

Tag: relationship

  • A Sacramental

    It is Advent and I am cleaning out the desk. I find expired coupons, obsolete proofs of purchase, useless how-to manuals. Beneath unopened instructional cd’s and old, unframed photos a gem is gleaming and I open it: “May Christ and all the angels linger long in September’s slanting light; gathering around your nebulous charity that once…

  • The Way We’re Wired

    When there is silence I know he is not bored, only quiet. His quietude ends with connections. Maybe he gets this from his dad. Default mode:  I love you.