Forgiveness
Maybe I am all alone on this one but I am throwing whatever comes from my mind out here to be seen, read, or whatever else comes of it. Forgiveness. “I forgive you”. “You are…
Maybe I am all alone on this one but I am throwing whatever comes from my mind out here to be seen, read, or whatever else comes of it. Forgiveness. “I forgive you”. “You are…
I continue to pray for peace, something to ease my mind. But I close my eyes and rest is still impossible to find. Please help me Lord cuz the devils calling for a play by…
The week was a whirlwind of travel, adapting we all deploy Mostly a magical Holiday feeling, for all ages, girl or boy Thank you my brother for your abundance of generosity Here I look deeper…
The Lord said, “I am the Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last.” But I sit here thinking on and longing for the good ole days, the past. …
Night time is spent spinning in the swirl of thought, uncertainty, and fear of the unknown, more than my heart can take. Then, with prayer, silent meditation, and the promise carried by the sight of…
I stand in darkness, nearly in complete silence. The night air encircles my body and it’s comfortably warm, the same, safe, and it’s just right. My face is turned to the clear sky and I…
I don’t know exactly what you are going through today, but I am praying. In the chaos, frustration, and inconvenience of difficult minutes, hours, and days, look within the seconds and identify that which you…
We are the asset. Our time, essential. Give of both freely. ~ SWB
Maybe put on a song you like, one that brings you back. A song that ties to something bigger than just you, and only now. Float back in time, read along with me, maybe it…
I wrote this because when I walk these woods my mind is at ease and thoughts flow more easily, carrying their own tune. This little story captures walks in those woods from my own real…
Don’t let success obscure the need to proactively participate in the process of proper preparation. ~ SWB
To whom It may I am
I hear it a lot, everywhere, in fact. “Time flies.” “Where has the time gone?” “There’s just not enough hours in the day.” So on, and so forth. And, for the most part I agree,…
Hand Held Honestly, I planned to be asleep by now. Before I went upstairs to turn in for the night, I looked back. I looked back on some poems I had written over the last…
All. For country. Nothing. Self given.
Need less. Dote more. Love time.
Stories in every stone Then came a silence, a hush that only solitude knows The hazy sun, diving to the horizon all aglow Peeked, all other sounds, tho faint, seems to explode Hidden now, a…
Thanks to Facebook, I answer this question a lot, What’s on my mind? Usually I answer that question quietly, to myself. Since last night though, I have noted a few things that are wandering through…
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog. Here’s an excerpt: The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 12,000 times in…
Two weeks til Winter and we put up our tree When I looked outside and what did I see? With the excitement indoors I slipped outside To take this picture, certainly not to hide…
It’s been two years. But in some ways I am sure it feels like no time has passed, yet, in other ways it may seem like decades have run past. This morning, I awake with…
There’s a certain part of me that I hope never goes away. As a matter of fact, I wish it would continue to grow so that I may more effectively share it with others for the remainder of my days. I am talking about the feeling of Christmas morning, the appreciation of the season, the reason for Christmas, and my love for the old Christmas carols. Yes, even in my 40’s I still get excited about Christmas, excited about the season, about the old, and about the new. It’s a wonderful time of the year, and if I never got another physical present for Christmas, I’d still be happy and blessed if I could just experience the songs, the sounds, the gathering of loved ones, and of course my yearly visit with my old friends of the Trans-Siberian Orchestra.
I don’t have wide open spaces, instead I pick my places. Even among all the trees, we were able, this beauty to see. The kids and I gazed overhead, in time to see these shades…
I look to the sky and the blazing sun Feeling like I’ve arrived, the only one This place before me feels like home? Should I never leave here, no longer roam? God must…
Sometimes I wonder what it is you see Because you’re not all that different from me My eyes open too, I look upon this world But I cannot say I know this direction hurled…
Today’s your birthday but you’re not here Thinking of you draws out lonely tears You’ve been called home but we celebrate No longer seen, but for the birth this date What you did…
We see you there and we ask why Shouldn’t we just pass you by? Life lessons tell us this is bad We know; our mind’s eye is sad Experience says this can’t go…
So, upon reaching our vacation destination in Maine, one of my top priorities was to sit in peace and read this book. That I did. Thank you J. I enjoyed this book very much.
It was the middle of the day when I climbed in. A two seat canoe, a paddle, and me, I did begin. The water was calm and close to crystal clear. Moving through water,…
It’s Father’s Day again and I thankful for my Dad. I have spent even more time with him this past year, and I so grateful for that time together. Happy Father’s Day Dad!
Living in a way-too-busy world that revolves around the revolution of that world. Here’s a thought, or two. There’s a world out there I think, but I can’t see it If I can’t get these…
One day I hope to write my own piece on this topic, or at least something close to it, but that wouldn’t be to take anything away from this wonderful piece. Rachel nailed it. This…