faith journey
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Communion – a poem for mothers trying to worship
baby fingers narrowly keptfromCommunion juice,rowdy children hushed,a mother’s look,sit still,she barely gets a prayerin edgewise,thank you, Lord, thankyou, Lord.and in this quiet, chaoticpew,this mother with her children,this broken upworshipher Lord is trulyglorified,and likely quite delightedby the narrowly,rowdy,barely edgewise. -S.V.F., Communion ❤ I have been wanting to write about how a mother of little children participates… Continue reading
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Heartsong – a prayer, a poem
what a difference a year makes—where zinnias used to growwith promise,mangled weeds pool outinstead,where chamomile daisies once burstlike a meadow, I just seedry, dead things. but also this June’s peachharvest tripled from the lastand I scooped vanilla icecream over strawberries and freshpeach slices. what a difference, what a difference…pain bleeding, joy drippingfrom my hands,lifting my… Continue reading
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When a Mother Prays
I’m a beggar and a mother, interchangeable. Spare these hearts of mine! Spare these hearts of mine! These hearts outside of me—spare them please! But I know it. Have lived it. They won’t escape pain, tragedies. By the tens or hundreds. But let them be. Let them breathe. Let them laugh and love, be healed, be held, be fearlessly… Continue reading
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It’s Been Beautiful & Hard – life before our third baby
With less than a week before my due date and everything as ready as can be for our third child, I’m left with time to soak up this season of my life and my family before it all changes. I’m anticipating the change with my foot on the gas pedal. I can’t wait. But also.… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 