PinnedLaury BrowninginAscent PublicationBOXES in the ATTICI must have been around 6 or 7 when I discovered the humid, over-stuffed playground in my grandparent’s attic on Lone Oak Road in…Feb 15, 20181Feb 15, 20181
Laury BrowningScalawagImposing on my quiet meditation, a persistent, rogue thought shoves its foot in the door, trying to gain entry. And while I sit, my breath…Apr 17, 2023Apr 17, 2023
Laury BrowningThoughts on Peace-Seeking…After decades of looking in all the wrong placesFeb 26, 2023Feb 26, 2023
Laury BrowningComposedOn driving excursions, Aaron tries to accommodate my persistent urges to pull over and let me take a picture. It hits me suddenly, so it’s…Jan 9, 20231Jan 9, 20231
Laury BrowningCreating SI got another storage alert from my phone this morning. There is no space left, and my phone will no longer function appropriately.Jan 6, 2023Jan 6, 2023
Laury BrowningThat Far ShoreI love the spaciousness of summer — lazy mornings, quiet afternoons — but somehow, I manage to fill the space with activity. I have a lazy…Aug 25, 2022Aug 25, 2022
Laury BrowningWhen Defense is DestructiveI’ve watched for decades the way that people needing to be right, or worse, needing to be righteous, destroy the secure sense of safety…Aug 15, 2022Aug 15, 2022
Laury BrowningYou prepare a table for me in the presence of my enemies…(Psalm 23:5)Something about the 23rd psalm conveys a sense of safety all the way through. Safety and provision.Aug 13, 2022Aug 13, 2022