by Sarah Van Diest @SarahVanDiest O how I love Your law! It is my meditation all the day. Your commandments make me wiser than my enemies, For they are ever mine. I have more insight than all my teachers, For Your testimonies are my meditation. I understand more than the…

by Sarah Van Diest @SarahVanDiest When I was a young, romantic, teenage girl, I learned to play the theme from Romeo and Juliet on the piano. A Time for Us echoed through our living room walls and out our windows many dreamy evenings. In my mind, there would someday be…

by Sarah Van Diest @SarahVanDiest The faith of a mustard seed is small, yes? Quite small. I wonder if this kind of faith is any more than just a simple hope that what we long for might possibly happen. If asked, we could hardly identify our tiny seed as faith…

by Sarah Van Diest @SarahVanDiest What do you do when you have writer’s block? Do you try to write in spite of nothing to pen? Read new books or watch bad movies? Take a long walk off a short pier? What do you do?   [tweet_box design="default" float="none" inject="via @SarahVanDiest…

by Sarah Van Diest @SarahVanDiest The Entry Picture yourself sitting where you write. You have your keyboard or your pen and paper, however you write, and you are ready to begin your work for the day. The ambiance you love writing in has fully surrounded you. Perhaps it’s the warm sun…

by Sarah Van Diest @SarahVanDiest It’s criminal, I’ve decided, and something which ought be kept secret. No one should know and no one should discuss it. In fact, even admitting it is offensive. But maybe I’ve got it all wrong. My secret is shameful, though I’m not completely sure why.…