Friday: Fiction in Fifteen, can you ask for more inspiration than that in the month of January?
My friend, Lisa Evola, has a wealth of creativity, a gift from God, no doubt. The link below is something you might be glad you took the time to look into. It’s good to see another’s perspective and at times be challenged or inspired from what zings in their corner of the world.
I was inspired to write prose and you can read the poem below the link to Lisa’s inspiration.
‘Tis a wee, tiny creature,
This sparrow searching,
Hungry does it land upon the brick ledge,
The blast of winter’s frigid breath,
Reveals the plumes downy barrier,
And its Creator watches without fail.
Does not the feathers I have given,
Serve ample warmth from the season’s frost and freeze?
We, like the bird, are not unseen,
We feel God is near, and that renews one’s hope with in.
For at the right time does He open our eyes to see the sparrow.
Hope feels His Presence.
His eye is on the sparrow and on us.