the war is over grandma

grandma was a little girl back in 45 "It's over. The war." her teacher hollered outside she remembered that day outside the schoolhouse also a church kicking the can to play she remembered being mad the teacher's news meant no more fun she wanted to run she recalled the holler little river rock house where… Continue reading the war is over grandma

We weren’t meant to die

I'm sitting here on this lazyboy in my grandma's apartment watching her breath while she sleeps on the couch. The television is playing dvd's she's created over the years with pictures of all that's important to her- her family.  Hymns and songs of worship that help her feel God's pleasure fill the room.  They're songs… Continue reading We weren’t meant to die