the balm of gilead

April has been a time of journey for me through this land of blogging. I am grateful to all who have accompanied me as I shared various prayers and poems created from the hearts and voices of many who perceive themselves as voiceless. I hope these writings have given sound to both the sadness and the … More the balm of gilead

For my child…

I believe today’s reflection speaks for itself… my darling daughter it is years since that bastard raped you. do you still feel the pain of betrayal and used-ness? how can you not? or am I not capable of moving beyond this indignity done to you, my flesh and blood my beautiful little girl. I know … More For my child…

Finally…Friday!

The end of the traditional work week is aglow today with budding branches, delightful daffodils, and the warm scent of Spring in Wisconsin! Such  a fine day it is to reflect on and wallow in the New Life of the Easter Season, for the hope of New Life is woven deep into our souls. I continue to … More Finally…Friday!

it’s monday…

Guess what day it is??? Yes. It is Monday, back to work after well deserved time off. Back to the parish, to the needs, stories, delights, sadnesses that are part of living as the body of Christ in the everyday world. All is well for me, but somewhere tonight, a parent is crying out to … More it’s monday…

Raw–ness…

Memory demands acknowledgement. We may plan and prod it into something quite remarkable– a celebration complete with the grandiosity of parties, finery, expense. Most often, I suspect, a memory is blinked into recollection, fleeting, yet tinged by sadness or delight. A scent color tune image invites it to take shape in front of us and … More Raw–ness…

april showers…

A little ditty for your Thursday morning! a flit a drop mist into pounding hail subsiding leaving rivers and mostly green grass and the sure and certain promise that it is Spring in Wisconsin. ©Nancie Chmielewski 4/9/15 Stay dry and enjoy the beauty.

a parent’s heart…

Sometimes all we can do in life is ask “why”– why pain and sorrow why disappointment and discouragement? The heart of a parent is broken in witnessing a child’s misery. It is broken and most likely, helpless. Today, I offer a prayer for those parents and families whose lives are rent by the pain of a … More a parent’s heart…