Monthly Archives: April 2017

I felt light would never come. Then came morning with the Son.

We are of the Spirit, at times. We believe. We worship. We confess. We wait for Heaven with bated breaths. And we are of the Flesh, at times. We devour. We quench our blood thirst. We sait our lusts. We … Continue reading →

Here’s to you for being a material girl in a material world! But where are you, Louise, now that you’ve passed through the wall between soil and spirit, into a dimension where abide leaf hidden fairy, the unconsumed burning bush, … Continue reading →

He was eighty-two. I was twenty-nine. Marjorie and I were buying our first and, as it turned out, our only home these last 53 years. The old man and his wife had owned the place since Genesis, Chapter 1. I … Continue reading →

We do laude the songbirds of early spring, their melodies startling us like a symphony in the woods. Other birds have wintered here with us, the chickadee, the nuthatch, the titmouse, a few daring cardinals, red splashes on white snow. … Continue reading →