By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer Transition – ugh. That space between one place and another. Like a portal or threshold between what was and what will be. Like dying. I once heard a preacher say that death didn’t bother him. It was the “getting dead” part he didn’t like.
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer I find myself shying away from those whose words contain no flame – people books movies I find myself longing for the power of story, an ageless warmth that drew crowds from their daily lives to the words of the Galilean – to feel
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer This week marks the arrival of spring – the season of rebirth, renewal, and resurrection. Of all the seasons, I believe it is the closest to those remarkable days when God said, “Let there be—” The very first thing the Bible says about God
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer I have a black button-pin with white letters that say: “Well-behaved women rarely make history.” The round pin was left anonymously in my campus mailbox when I taught Creative Writing at Pueblo Community College. A reminder that March was Women’s History Month. What a
By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer I don’t even like donuts, but this enthusiastic eater of the doughy delights makes me want one. Do food commercials affect you that way? What about a billboard with an image of someone chomping into a juicy burger or slurping a double-scoop ice cream