One Weekend Word
I've got one sound word for your one wondrous weekend, kids: Be still and know. It's from Psalm 46 and when I saw it on a t-shirt today in a…
I've got one sound word for your one wondrous weekend, kids: Be still and know. It's from Psalm 46 and when I saw it on a t-shirt today in a…
I'm usually very black and white, very take it or leave it, very hard set on the boundaries of seasons. But lately I've discovered the joy of wandering back around…
Hope can be hard for me. It can be hard for deep feelers, wide-eyed seers, and those in the dark looking for a glimmer but can't seem to find one.…
I'm just gonna lay it on ya straight here.... I didn't want to start this way. As I got out of the shower last night I casually prayed that Jesus…
The sun's going down on the deck. It's much too rickety to go out and write on these days but it will get redone in due time, hopefully sooner rather than…
He got my number off of a list in the library. The school used our home phone digits as our ID's back then, and someone had left the list out.…
I haven't heard Brian Crain's Piano Opus since I wrote things from a tiny rent house right outside of Houston, TX. Back then, I'd rise early before the children stirred…
Lately I've been finding myself feeling like fire again. That old chest-torch is igniting things that are old, and reaching things that are new, and holding things that are lasting.…
The colors of spring in these parts make up for the dreariness of the winter months, and I'm grateful. I'm looking out on a happy mix of neighborhood trees. Pinks,…
She had a dusty grey crown, brown and black feathers, a puffed tan chest, and old wise eyes. I almost skimmed right passed her at the South Carolina Aquarium. She…