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This word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot.
To Flee the Center
I wish I could be brave enough to put my feeling and fears and tears on paper as much as this one that inspires me does. Every week, several times a week she sits at the screen and mashes out a few paragraphs to let us know we are not alone in our grief....
Why do I need white noise in my life?
I have been reading poetry and poetic writers for years. A tone that resonates in my soul. The Psalmist sings to me thousands of years later. Many times the hum that draws me dissipates and eventually disappears. I panic. Have I lost my way? The creator...
The Things You’d Rather Not Look At
You didn’t log into your Facebook page to be confronted with injustices in the world. You came to post a picture of a neat dessert you made, see the pictures of your newborn nephew, and complain about your bad haircut. You needed to get your two cents in...
More on Rubble
How long does it take before the rubble in our lives become familiar? I drove past the old mill site today. I drive past it every day… several times a day. Today I slowed down and pondered the debris. There is a thought that quickly enters and exits my mind...
Special Chicken: continued
I have a new batch of chickens in my pen. These tiny girls are about six weeks old and it never ceases to amaze me the lessons I learn from my little flock. I didn’t raise these chickens the way I did the first six. The first six started out in a Rubbermaid...
How chaos can order your life:
“Things don’t matter. Pictures don’t matter. I have my husband and my daughter and my Momma. That’s all that matters.” She just stood there stunned, not knowing where to begin. The tornado had ripped her home apart and nearly taken the lives of the three...
Hidden Sorrow
You would think this time of year would be lifting this winter fog off my mind. Everything is greening, everything is warming, life is emerging everywhere. My bulbs and wild flowers are faithful to send up jade leaves, slowly unfurling. There will be...
Model of Mourning
There are many kinds of grief. I have known many kinds of grief. I see people suffering under their own grief daily. Some embrace it, cling to it… make it their identity… refuse to surrender the burden to the ONE, the only one, who can carry it. Some...
Lamentations
I struggle with writing words about painful experiences. Are we not supposed to dwell on the positive? Philippians 4:8 says Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is...
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