Time Ticks, Mr. Danan
Time ticks.
Alarmed, he looks at the door.
No knock, no bell, no call.
She is late.
She is never late.
Tag: Lyn Wilson
Assume Nothing
A humble door lies to the observer about what lies beyond.
Azure blue paint faded and peeling reveals aged wood.
Above the door a faded sign.
“Assume Nothing”
Ornate calligraphy painted gold, red, cream.
The intrepid onlooker sees an opportunity to explore.
Ginny’s Cookie Jar Part 2: At No Time
“Coffee with Bob!” I muttered under my breath. “What was I thinking?” Bob isn’t just any guy. His bakery was my biggest competitor in town before I had to take the bakery gluten free, and also a person I’d known since I was five years old.
Read MoreGinny’s Cookie Jar Part 1: The Country Christmas Cookie Bakeoff
I inherited the bakery about 5 years ago when my aunt passed away. I’d worked with Aunt Ginny since I was a kid. Aunt Ginny’s passion for baking fostered my love for the baking business. We have always been a family run business therefore family pride was on the line at this bake-off.
Read MoreGod’s Swift Love
God’s heart moves at the speed of love.
He is not constrained by the passage of earthly time.
An answer to a plea that may take an eternity to you
is an eternal opening to the gates of grace for him.
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