August 29, 2025
The morning light slips through the cracks of my window, revealing fragments of a city that refuses to disappear. Every street corner carries a story, some whispered, some shouted, some carried gently by the wind.
June 21, 2025
Bold, thundering C-major chords seize the day with no room for doubt. It’s as if God is in the driving seat full of confidence and all is well. There are no obstructions on the straight and narrow, no one is being martyred, and though there are clouds in the sky, they look more like savory dumplings that might drop manna. The descending bass notes of the first three chords exude hope and a desire to get to the bottom of things. This is the hymn Bryn Myrddin; Welsh singing at its best.
June 10, 2025
One evening, readers were challenged to sit back, shut up, and listen. We were led to ask the Lord to speak clearly and listen to Him and trust that what He spoke would encourage and uplift us. As most of us know, keeping back a flood of thoughts in a quiet room can be rather challenging. But I somehow managed to still myself and my own thoughts, and soon found my mind resting in the space quietly.
May 27, 2025
Love is a risk every single time. A worthy one. One I have by His grace been able to go all-in on. When we love, we jump. We risk it all for the hope, the promise, the forever.
It feels like a miracle to be able to do this when you have been hurt mentally, emotionally, and physically.
To me, it reveals God’s grace, his mercy, his healing, and the tenacity He created me with. I have been told many times that I have a gift of love. There’s a reserve within me with which only He could have gifted me.
April 23, 2025
She was mine. This city. This place. This country I had dreamed of since birth. You can trace my desire back to my earliest school assignments […]
March 14, 2025
“Would you like to join us in a game of volleyball?” I looked up at the gangly teenagers before me. Both were tall and thin, and had kind brown eyes and shoulder-length straight brown hair. “I’m Alex and this is Greg,” one of them added, by way of introduction.
January 16, 2025
It was 2008. I was exhausted, traveling solo through the country, tired of airports already, and had only just begun this adventure. But there you were, […]
September 15, 2024
Welcome to the first prize winners issue of the MockingOwl Roost - the Prized Myths and Fairy Tales of the MockingOwl Roost. This beautiful collection of fairy tale and mythology-based flash fiction, micro-essays, and haiku/tanka sequence pieces come from authors around the world.
July 29, 2024
Arrival at night was what I was dreading. Night sailing was bad enough, but I had no desire to get into the dinghy after nightfall. The familiar coastline of northern Kangaroo Island came into view, but the sun was setting, and by the time we arrived the coastline would be obscured.
June 10, 2024
While I have no control over the weather or when the condo board hires folks to spread the mulch that can ruin any seeds already planted, I do have the creative ability to create a stunning garden space.
June 8, 2024
Nine years ago I picked up two tiny, summer-bearing, full-sun berry plants for an 11-foot-long garden box that I’d situated along the sunny side of my garage. Today that box overflows with canes —
February 3, 2024
I had these weird few days where I thought if I could make my room beautiful it might fix me, you know? Like, sure, I still wouldn’t be able to leave the house but maybe if I opened my curtains and let some light in, that would be practically the same thing, right? And now I am bathed in green from the window clings and the sun shining through, and I don’t feel better.