Restless souls dance beneath the weight of the earth, which smothers them until their last breath dances to Heaven.
Author Archives: raelynpracht
WORDLESS WEDNESDAY: Oil Painting by my husband
First Paragraph – INCOGNITO
He stood motionless, hiding in the shadows where the light of the flickering street lamp failed to reach. Leaning against one of the many trees lining the street, his figure blended into the darkness. She didn’t notice him. He noticed her. He had always noticed her.
Throwback Thursday: THE CHAIR (untitled story start circa 2018)
She passed the few houses between hers and the end of the street. Turning the corner, she looked up, noticing the beauty of the early morning sky and how the clouds sat in such a way to remind her of the coast. A slight breeze brushed her skin and left a scent of salt waterContinue reading “Throwback Thursday: THE CHAIR (untitled story start circa 2018)”
WORDLESS WEDNESDAY: Stained Glass
WORDLESS WEDNESDAY: Follow Me
A Prayer Life Audit
I have always been amazed and, admittedly, a bit intimidated hearing other people pray. Conversing with the Almighty seems to come naturally to my friends—the words dripping off their tongue as calmly and beautifully as wax on the side of a lit taper candle. These prayer veterans don’t seem to stumble over finding the rightContinue reading “A Prayer Life Audit”
Throwback Thursday: Upheld- A Poem on Psalm 51:12-15 (2019)
Upheld with a willing spirit, not with defense or fight. Upheld with a hopeful outlook, one of trust and faith. Upheld above the clouds of darkness, far from my sins and transgressions. Upheld so I may be restored and focus my eyes on the joy of salvation. Upheld that I may sing songs of praiseContinue reading “Throwback Thursday: Upheld- A Poem on Psalm 51:12-15 (2019)”
WORDLESS WEDNESDAY: The Staircase
A Piece From a Work in Progress – “Charlotte”
After crossing over the tracks on a cooler than average September morning, Charlotte thought she heard the faint sound of a train horn in the distance. She hoped she had heard it. But after looking down the path there was no sign of a train. If there had been, Charlotte was almost convinced she wouldContinue reading “A Piece From a Work in Progress – “Charlotte””
