A scourged soul and a loamy heart

Some days I write a coarse passage plucked from the scarred landscape of a scourged soul.

Some days I write a tender verse lifted from the loamy soil of a hopeful heart.

Some days the words move through me.

Some days the words move in spite of me.

I am grateful for the grace extended as my family,
friends and readers accompany me on this craggy landscape called faith.

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About Kimberly Knight

Kimberly has a long history of back-pew sitting, Wednesday night supper eatin' and generally trying God’s patience since 1969. She's lucky enough to have made her technology addiction a career and serves as both the Director of Digital Strategy as a southern liberal arts college and Minister of Digital community with Extravagance UCC.