The book of Job shocks its reader at almost every point. We avoid it, we are…

Some Hopes Perish I have plenty of hopes. When one is fulfilled another steps in to…

I read this poem probably five years ago and have come back to it many times. …

My greatest, and most overriding desire in all forms of trials I face, is no longer…

When I was off work this summer, experiencing a lot of pain with my fibromyalgia, I…

  I think I wrote this poem around the same time last year, when I was…