It is 10:45 a.m. on a Tuesday morning. My son is bouncing on his tiny trampoline behind me as I work at my desk. He is chanting,… Read more “Teacher & Pupil: How I’m Being Taught”
Author: Coloradowriter84
A freelance writer who loves all things spiritual, my family, my community and a great cup of coffee. For more about my history, visit: https://thebaptistnun.com/.
A few of my publishing credentials include Woman's World, Creation Illustrated, The Denver Post, Westminster Window, and The Quiet Hour. Check out my other writings at kathleendunlap.com.
A Tradition of Donuts
I hear the oil bubbling in the giant black pot. Its acrid smell blending with the pungent smell odor of cinnamon and nutmeg. My silver-haired granny is… Read more “A Tradition of Donuts”
36 Recommendations
Tomorrow is my 36th birthday. It does not feel like a significant event, really. Along with my usual joy of celebrating my life on this planet, I… Read more “36 Recommendations”
My Doubts & Jesus
The preacher said the phrase again. Cold fear shot down my spine from my temple to my toes. “Beyond a shadow of a doubt”, he droned. “You… Read more “My Doubts & Jesus”
What the “Ladies” Taught Me
In the small village in Germany, where my family and I lived when I was fourteen, our neighbors, Herr and Frau Stoof, invited us over one afternoon… Read more “What the “Ladies” Taught Me”
Dear Food
Dear Food, I love you. You’ve taken me places I would never have gone. You’ve given solace when I was alone. You kept me from other versions… Read more “Dear Food”
Journal Art
Excerpt from devotional reading in the Bible app, June 11, 2020
It’s Time.
My dad told me this story about my grandparents and their interactions with farmworkers in the 1960’s. My grandpa would hire workers during the summer months to… Read more “It’s Time.”
Emerging.
When I was little, my family and I had to drive through one small village in Germany in order to reach the other small village where we… Read more “Emerging.”
Some Good Lines
The letter was three pages long. For weeks, I had waited for it, longingly checking the mailbox, anticipating its arrival as though it were announcing the Queen… Read more “Some Good Lines”
Coffee & Conversation 