Little boy playing
Big boy playing
Click over to Catapult Magazine to read my latest article: "Small church, big church: A search for just right."
I’ve had a see-sawing relationship with the size of our churches, with all the vertigo and shakiness that metaphor suggests.
I suspect small churches are withering, and that big churches are superficial. But if a medium church stays medium, then isn’t it stagnating?
Making a new batch of Muddy Buddies every time I run out,
without judgment or query
Cleaning up our own muddy buddy
without disdain or distaste
Hiding under a blanket
taking a 2-year-old
to the zoo
Fetching me a drink
from the fridge
for the kid
Cleaning the place
for your mother-in-law
Knowing my love language
even when I don't
And even though it's not your language,
speaking it fluently.
I write from my home overlooking the Puget Sound in Seattle, Washington, mostly while in my pajamas. I haven't mastered the art of picking a medium and sticking with it, so I enjoy experimenting with many different forms, from novels to sonnets to magazine articles.
I welcome requests to reprint my work or commission new writing.
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© 2011 Amanda L. Caldwell
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"Swim free from me / from this pool out into the / wild, wide ocean." These collected works span twenty years of Amanda Caldwell's poetry, from the tasks of school to the allures of nature, from the joy of married love to the grief of loss, from the first steps of parenthood to the rocky journey of faith. Arranged by season, the poems bring the reader full circle through a representative year of blessings, challenges, and transitions.