Last year, I wrote this in commemoration of Mother's Day. It was an attempt to consider motherhood through the vehicle of Eve. This year, we turn to another woman put forward in scripture is a portrait of Motherhood. Look unto Abraham your father, and unto Sarah that bare you: for I called him alone, and... Continue Reading →
Each time I think about it, I realize that there’s something deeply comforting about the way a father reaches out to catch his child when they’re about to fall.
There are diverse common and biblical practices in Christendom, and the giving of offerings (financial or material tokens) is one of such practices. Offerings make me think of Cain, whose offering many of us have long believed was rejected by God because it was not good enough compared to Abel's (thank God for our teachers... Continue Reading →
Ever since I began a course on writing, the use and placement of punctuation marks have gained extra significance to me. In one of the modules of the course, we were taught how punctuation marks have the ability to turn drab sentences into artistic prose. For someone who had been winging it (sort of) when... Continue Reading →
She forces her eyes open. Her head throbs from hours of crying. Looking around at the spices that are strewn about her on the ground, she wipes her face. She has not said a word, but by the raw, scratchy feeling in her throat, she knows that if she tries to speak the words will... Continue Reading →
In Plain Sight 