HopeWords Literary Journal
The HopeWords Literary Journal exists for writers, artists, and readers who long for hope and heaven and who look for timeless stories from diverse voices that all point back to the good, true, and beautiful. The HopeWords Literary Journal is not clickbait, it's not artificial, it's not breaking news. It's a community of writers, painters, preachers, thinkers, musicians, photographers, cartoonists, and storytellers who foster colorful conversations that are rooted in humble hospitality.
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When I was too little to remember my age, I sat on a mustard yellow, long and low 1960s couch where my grandfather asked me who I wanted to be when I grew up…
Paradise, Vigil, and The Organ Concert
Below our borrowed house the avocado groves
Fold their precious fruit beneath leaf sheen
Like children hiding toys in their coats.
On chain-link fence around…
Light of the World: Behind the Music
At the HopeWords writer’s conference, we have a tradition of opening our time together with a reading of Travis Lowe’s essay entitled “Bluefield: Light of the World.” It’s a liturgy of sorts, a habitual invocation and annual reminder of who we are and where we are. Travis’s essay reflects on the history of Bluefield – the boom and bust of the coal industry…
Spring Keeps Asking This Question: Who Are You Becoming?
When I was too little to remember my age, I sat on a mustard yellow, long and low 1960s couch where my grandfather asked me who I wanted to be when I grew up. Predicting who you’ll become is not easy at any age, but being too young to read seems to make it a little bit easier…
Camellias and Clutter
When lavish, light pink flowers
Dance in branches of my tree,
A wild primeval energy
Seems to stir inside of me…
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