I love using color to describe a variety of things. Loved ones, birth, hardships, prayer, and this time, a season. Winter by Sarah Steele January 2008 Winter is blue like the water now frozen in a sea of glass like my hometown mug of hot cocoa that warms me through the dark, cold nights like [...]
As I've shared here, this year was rough for me. Rough doesn't have to mean bad. Sandpaper is rough, but it smooths and shines and makes better. I'd like to make my thankfulness list this year of the rougher parts, because in the end, it's all for my good and His glory. May you find [...]
Let's not leave Dad out. Try this poem for two voices with him! DAD: A Poem For Two Voices by Sarah Steele I'm thankful I'm thankful For my dad For my kids When he comes home When I come [...]
(Psst, three poems this week, all centered around thankfulness. I normally don't share so frequently, but in honor of a great holiday and a worthy heart posture, I hope you won't mind.) Have you ever read a poem for two voices? They're boat loads of fun, like a reader's theater. The lines that are written [...]
Love is Fall by Sarah Steele Love is red, they say Or sometimes pink Or very occasionally green With the freshness of spring But I say love is fall Love is orange Upbeat and energetic Warm and inviting A first glance An inside joke That leaves your sides aching Love is yellow Exuding joy Offering [...]
In this final poem reflecting on the hardship of my couple years, I talk through the messiness of messiness and the value of a trusted counselor. When it's hard to laugh, when small talk takes great effort, when you're afraid you're too much of a downer or a burden, when all you want to do is [...]
Sometimes, what starts as a good thing can consume you until you're certain you won't live through it. Most often, you do live through it only to be left with an anxiety you simply can't shake. But sometimes, by the grace of God, you can learn to do that good thing again in the way [...]
The months after I lost my fight with God, I experienced a new level of grief. I had not yet entered into the freedom that comes from surrendering to God and still mourned the loss of what had been. It was during this season that I was introduced to the language of lament through a pastor's [...]
I write silly books for kids, it's true. (And we're working on Book #3! You can follow along with that progress on my Instagram feed.) But here on the blog, I prefer to write to their moms and dads and grandmas and grandpas (and maybe the occasional aunt and uncle). So if you've ever lived [...]