early morning

early morning

A poem from the book embracing now: pain, joy, healing, living. an early morning walk.thankfulness and appreciationand wonder.a rising sun reminding me ineeded sunglasses—my normal companion.seeing the remainsof a tiny snakein his failed attemptto cross the...
The Burden of Ministry

The Burden of Ministry

My heart hurts as I read stories of ministers facing burnout, depression, and leaving ministry. The present COVID crisis and political conflicts add to  the normal stress. We need long conversations. We need to work on ways to bring help. Here are a few thoughts I...
More Thoughts on 60

More Thoughts on 60

Last week I wrote about aging. My aging. This week I continue writing and aging and writing about aging. Our aging. My 60th birthday was nice. Thanks for all the kind cards and comments. Thanks to my family for time together. My mind, however, continues thinking about...
60?

60?

I remember when the age of 60 sounded old. It doesn’t any more. As of today I’m included in that number.To some, that might label me as elderly. That’s okay. Whatever the perception, I see this birthday as another invitation, another reflection, another motivation.For...