There are so many beautiful sounds in the night. There are so many lights in the darkness. So much love fits into the universe of which the universe is only a part. Yes we are dust and to dust we shall return, but we are for now alive and life is the dust of love.…
The door to my office is a door of life. It opens for me because it is never locked. I open it and close it at will. Today as I reach out and open it again I step into a different world. Macaws cry piercing the tepid air with their shrill screams of indignation at…
You might look around and see things that make you remember. It made him stop short. He saw it in the garage on a shelf where he kept his important tools and things he intended to use again or thought likely he would need and there he saw it, the small yellow container with a…
(Two O Clock) There I stand in the rain on the corner, wearing my wrist watch and looking down at it so often the reason is I wait for you. I don’t really want to know the time. I really don’t know what time it is even when I watch the watch. Even if I…
I come from good people. I always wanted a brother, until the day I realized if I got one he’d be a pest. That’s why this picture of my father and his brother as little boys is so funny. Dad’s wearing a play suit and a bowler sun hat turned up around the brim and…
Before I get started on all this I want to offer a few lines to those I’ve loved and those who may read these words. I have four wagon wheels to begin the work of rebuilding an old wooden wagon, completely ruined and gone to wreck in the back yard of this house. It is…
Next time you go to the grocery store, get down on your knees in one of the aisles and thank God. Don’t worry about missing church. You’ll find the Great Green Grocer somewhere between House Wares and Frozen Foods. Thank Him. Yes, life up your hands in praise for the selection and forty-five kinds of…
My first act of rebellion is my love for You, Almighty God. I hereby declare my love for You against the world and all evidence to the contrary. There’s plenty. Its overwhelming, but I say nuts to all that and say again I love You. Let them wonder. The only question now remains, How shall…
What I do I do for love. There has never been enough money. Often no money. Often there is risk. Often the perceived goal is so elusive, so at odds with the norm. I have no supervisor of my way but God who bids me on. I follow Him. He is invisible, but footsteps in…
All tools tell a story. The tools lay before her, a hodgepodge to any other eye, but to hers and in her hands, a series of instruments worthy of any surgeon. A set of files, venerable and well used, a clamp so old it belonged in a museum, a wooden handle to fit the…
