Come Sit On The Bench With Me

Come Sit On The Bench With Me

The tall grass gently bows and sways with the breeze, giving the appearance of someone walking up to the bench to visit. This old bench sits in the middle of a meadow surrounded by the tender green of spring. Years have gone by since it felt the warmth of two souls...
Worst Typo Ever – Telling Your Story

Worst Typo Ever – Telling Your Story

Tender green softens the garden’s winter hardened terrain. Slender shoots stretch toward the lofty warmth, and summon liquid encouragement from heaven.   Spring – a solace for surviving the axial tilt.   Life will tilt. The axis that we lean on for stability...
Why Roll the Stone?

Why Roll the Stone?

  And why roll away the stone?   A stone placed in front of a grave, so the dead could not escape.   A stone guarded by soldiers, to insure the dead did not leave.   Why roll away the stone?   He could have just as easily stepped out of the backside of...
When Memory is Powerful

When Memory is Powerful

Walking along the water’s edge of our pond in the early morning, I allow my mind to wander where it will. Young frogs startled by my sudden presence, scream like little girls as they jump into the brownish-green waters of the pond. Quietly a memory of my sister and I,...
When Things Go Wrong – He Knows

When Things Go Wrong – He Knows

When things go wrong, are you quick to yell, “I’m under attack”, as if this were something unplanned?   As if something is coming upon you suddenly and without the notice of God? I certainly do.   But, if God knew all things before the foundation of the earth,...

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