Seeing God’s Goodness in the Land of the Living.

I would have lost heart, unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of God in the land of the living. Psalm 27:13   A man suffering with some kind of infirmity, probably paralyzed or lame, lay beside the pool of Bethesda. Did he echo David the Psalmist as he laid there watching […]

Notes on a Poem

Lines Last after Chris Rice ● ● ● It was the very last lines Of “Our Best Minds” That compelled me to risk: Return prodigal pen to poetry. “Where are you now?” he wrote. You with the great art in you, where are you? “Withering unknown on your dying bed Because you were afraid to […]

The Ease Of Being Invited To Simply Pray

I stare out a window at bare winter worn branches, but earlier in the week, the day I woke up early like I’m supposed to; I looked out to a sunrise all soft and pink and lovely. My mind shifts to the prayer. I don’t remember what I said or if I said much of […]

All My Fresh Springs Shall Be In Thee

It’s time. Something new is coming to life slowly as the ice melts. Nothing can stay the same. Life moves. Souls move about and a chronicler writes of God’s eyes roaming to and fro. Even God does not seem still. Yet, I know He is my peace when I cannot rest. He keeps me still. […]

A Sunday Psalm

  As the deer thirsts for streams of water, so I thirst for you, dear God. Psalm 42:1 Have a lovely restful Sunday.