Nineteen Years

Nineteen Years

Time doesn’t ask for permission. It moves, rushes, swirls like the wind, carrying us from one place to another before we’ve had time to gather our thoughts. Nineteen years ago, Orlando faded in my rearview mirror, and Royston rose ahead. A transition wrapped in...
The Therapy of Doing Nothing

The Therapy of Doing Nothing

We race. From meeting to meeting. From screen to screen. From this to that. From hurry to more hurry. When we wake from brief sleep to the moment we collapse again, we have minds buzzing, hearts racing, and souls aching. Busy! We are always busy. Reaching for the...
the month of march*

the month of march*

this march reminds me of that march. the month my mind changed. the month my brain weakened. the month my world shifted. the month my life switched.  i don’t remember all the moments. memories are fog,  broken pieces, puzzle parts lost. i remember many of the...
Surprised By Joy

Surprised By Joy

I continue adding comments about my latest book, Things We’ve Handed Down.  So, it should not surprise you that today’s thoughts highlight the next chapter. This blog, and this chapter, come from the book Surprised by Joy from C.S. Lewis.  As...
Life is Mostly Edges

Life is Mostly Edges

Edges. That is what life is, mostly. Edges. Think about that today. Your life. You life as mostly edges.  Calvin Miller wrote a book about his life; titled Life is Mostly Edges: A Memoir. And I wrote about him and that book—and many of his other books, in chapter...
Astonished

Astonished

the night had been long. the nets, heavy with nothing. the sea, silent. the fishermen, exhausted. simon had done this before. he knew the patterns,  the places,  the patience required. but some nights,  no matter how hard they tried, the fish...