December 21, 2012
The world is somber and cold, lying beneath the heavy blanket of white.
Nothing moves, nothing stirs this December midnight.
The little light outside my window is stale, a shroud hanging on each building overpass.
The world is bland, frozen, black and white.
And then there's me. And there's You.
Despite the dark, dank night,
Like an incessant Edelweiss, You provoke desire in the night.
And hope that spring will come.
Hi, friend. I'm Amy. Mostly, I’m just another twenty-something trying to figure out the stuff of life. I am a nerdy seminary student who loves the smell of old books and early mornings in the library. I am an artist wanabee, a liberal to the conservative and conservative to the liberal, guilty social justice groupie, and a recovering Bible know-it-all with the unreal ability to put my foot in my mouth an astonishing number of times each day. I am a sister to eight of the most hysterical creatures ever created. Good theology, used book stores, and autumn make me giddy. I preach passionately, think deeply, and ask too many questions. I write prayers, poetry and prose. I write about preaching bad and good, gender roles in the Church, the sacraments, stupid things we do on Sunday, politics, and almost everything else that you are not supposed to discuss in polite company. I also blog at oneyellowbird.blogspot.com. Welcome to the journey.
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