Lisa R. Howeler

“had that feeling, not so much that I was falling, but that the world was receding.”
― Craig Johnson, Death Without Company

“My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips: When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches. Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice. My soul followeth hard after thee; thy right hand upholdeth me. But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the lower parts of the earth…”
― Carrie Cotten, Dark of Night

“Grace. That word was life. It was light and hope and all things good. With a painful cry, my hand fell. He is greater, His grace is greater.”
― Carrie Cotten, Dark of Night

“months the sunshine would warm the sap in those trees into liquid gold. Like blood inside of veins, it would transform the corpses into living Madonnas, pregnant with tiny green buds, crowned in pink, adorned with leafy skirts, and perfumed with blossoms. The bees would buzz around them like groupies.”
― Dalyn Weller, Love Happens At Sweetheart Farm