There is more fear now, more uncertainty. It takes courage to release control. How can we shift what fear infiltrated into peace and joy again?
Karin Fendick Posts
Is there a basket big enough to hold all of ourselves? Wins, losses, employment, recreation, love, sorrow and joy, wellness and sickness? A God-created space that He fully inhabits? A basket for our life. Whole, complete. Integration instead of compartmentalization.
These Are Days on the Edge. We have lived through months of isolation, fear, and pain multiplied by loneliness, political unrest, senseless murder, and racism slicing through lives and opening old scars. As morning stiffness leaves me aching, I...
I sat silent in the newness of day, my Bible reading complete, journal open, asking the Lord what He wanted to share with me. I was feeling impatient with the pain that lingered in my back, also restless for face-to-face connection during this time of social distancing.
Join author and poet, Karin Fendick, this month as she explores the idea of "thorns" in chronic illness as a Chronic Joy Poetry Prompt.