a straw becomes gold
an arrow in the whirlwind
who can escape it?
….
as in days of yore
the seed springs up eternal
drawn toward the heights
….
Birds of a feather
Flock. Iron sharpens iron.
Chip off the old block.
The apple did not
Fall very far from the tree
After my own heart.
When you were just small
You only ever knew good.
Return. Return now.
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Maryann Spikes is the past President of the Christian Apologetics Alliance. She blogs at Ichthus77, and loves apologetics and philosophy. In particular she loves to study all things Euthyphro Dilemma and Golden Rule. Formerly a para-educator (autism) for five years, she holds a Certificate in Christian Apologetics from Biola University, an AA in Humanities via Modesto Junior College, and moonlights as a freelancer on Upwork. You can follow her on Twitter @Ichthus77, connect with the Ichthus77 community on Facebook, or look her up on Google+.
