A surprising path of summer green,
One cricket dares to sing.
She laughs and turns to run again.
Sara Shull was standing, literally, at a fork in road… looking at the black, bony trees of winter against the background of white world and white sky when a poem of hope formed in her mind. Which was odd, because she had never written poetry. That day she started a blog as a place to collect her writings. Now, seven years later, she pursues writing primarily as an overflow of worship from the thoughts that come together when reading the Word of God, daily serving her family, observing so much in nature and life that points her to God, and waiting to see how God turns all of that into an inner dialog of Joy. Prose, poetry, and humor from daily life… it’s all Treasure from the Junk Drawer of her mind. Sara has written the occasional article for The Old Schoolhouse magazine, but spends most of her time at the end of a sunny dirt road homeschooling her eleven children and laughing with her husband about their crazy life.
Wild melodybursts out in empty landscape,
May I be as one plucked up and held tight in your hand.
"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! According to his great mercy, he has caused us to be born again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, to an inheritance that is imperishable, undefiled, and unfading, kept in heaven for you, who by God's power are being guarded through faith for a salvation ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of your faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ. Though you have not seen him, you love him. Though you do not now see him, you believe in him and rejoice with joy that is inexpressible and filled with glory, obtaining the outcome of your faith, the salvation of your souls." 1 Peter 1:3-9