The Last Sunday Haiku

Sunday is for rest. Rest equals food and friends. Restored and refreshed. It’s a slow morning, filled with hot coffee and peace. Take time to journal. It is that season. The holidays are coming. Savor the moments. Christmas is coming. It’s cinnamon roll season. Time to deck the halls. Christmas lights shining. The world is…

Sunday Haiku

Miracles happen. It started in a manger. Life as we once knew it changed.

Sunday Haiku

Life found its purpose. As the wisemen brought you gifts. Modeling service.

Sunday Haiku

Love became a verb. Redemption was tangible. Passion was pursued.

Sunday Haiku

Christmas lights shining, the world is merry and bright. Hope is in the air.