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Author Archives: Lisette d. Johnson
Into the Night
“Nothing in the world is more flexible and yielding than water. Yet when it attacks the firm and the strong, none can withstand it, because they have no way to change it. So the flexible overcome the adamant, the yielding … Continue reading
Important Days
‘Mom, this is the most important day in my life so far.’ I am crying as I attempt to tie his tie, closely following the directions I’ve noted, with no success. Finally frustrated because we are running out of time, … Continue reading
The Unbearable Weight Of Being
I have a friend who feels called to carry God’s message. As I struggle with writing this blog, my book, and public speaking I keep thinking about that. He feels God chose him. He’s accepted the challenge with such grace. I … Continue reading
Hidden
I’m pulled into another memory that emerges seemingly from nowhere. An unidentified visual or sound triggers an image of M and I arguing in the kitchen. I want to go to the store for a yellow onion. We have a … Continue reading
Comfort
Sunday, May 22, 2011 Comfort Zone Camp She smiled. I left her Friday quiet and sullen, and when she saw me today, she smiled. Her beautiful soul out in plain view again. I want to embrace her and say stay, … Continue reading
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