Winter Musings
By Chris Ribaudo He waited to release a dove and for its return. He labored for Rachel’s hand. He stayed on a mountain for stone tablets. He hid in arid
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A Woman Held God Poem
Gentle pressure on my chest. His head resting on my heart. Still, I feel baby breath rapid on my stomach rise and fall. My arms encircle warmth, holding close. Hands
Avent Maranatha Poem
What does a flower do but bloom and die As rose petals do fall among the thorns And some buds fail to bloom, where is the life? My friends, for
Overcome Your Fear: Create for the RezArts Festival
Do you feel anxious or inadequate about creating art of any form, let alone sharing it with others? You’re not alone! Julia Damion, our Rez Missions Manager, can identify well.
Poem: A Passing Grace
A passing greeting, you ran by Delivering a meal, though short on time I don’t recall your name, only your hair and eyes And after all this time, your heart