At Rest

by Lynette Johnson The women whispered in soft hushed tones,As she blankly stared with a heart of stone,Their kind words of comfort fell on deaf ears,The thought her brother’s dead, brought her to tears. “If only you had been here”, she cried,“My brother would never have died.”It has been four days since the tomb wasContinue reading “At Rest”

Hope

Read Time: 2 min A few days ago, we blew the fuse of one of our ceiling lamps. Our family‚Äôs ardent photographer clicked a photograph of the lamps. As I was looking at the picture of the dark light hanging with the glowing lamps, the dead lamp reminded me of a person without hope. AsContinue reading “Hope”