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  • A Puddle of Ink

    A Puddle of Ink

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    Annette Ford
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    I saw myself as a puddle of ink on the ground—a puddle of tears accomplishing nothing except maybe to leave a stain. Limp, purposeless, stationary. My ink was a beautiful blue-black that shimmered in the light, but it was only full of potential. Useful but unused. Jesus stopped to gather some of me—some of the…

  • A Call to Write

    A Call to Write

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    by

    Annette Ford
    in

    I am running down a beach, not jogging peacefully but sprinting with my feet pounding on the hard sand. I’m trying to run off my frustrations, my inadequacies, my worries. But they don’t fall away. They stay with me like a cloud of mosquitos. Exhausted from flat-out running, I collapse to the gritty sand. I…