In The End, Most Of This Doesn’t Matter

I watched my grandfather, who lived to be 93 years of age, lie in bed after his wife had passed. He was dealing with a lot of sorrow after she had moved on to her eternal life. He would just stay in bed most of the time. I had a few limited interactions with him within those few months between my grandmother’s and his passing. … Continue reading In The End, Most Of This Doesn’t Matter

Valor

My personal life has been nothing short of dangerous. From the beginning, the mess my parents had caused- the ongoing physical and mental abuse between themselves while I sat helplessly on the sidelines, with no comprehension of why it was taking place- set me up for a dysfunctional life that is still, at times, resonating throughout my current days. Forty years later. Times, much like … Continue reading Valor

We Fail To Trust The Walk Upon Our Waters

22 Immediately he made the disciples get into the boat and go before him to the other side, while he dismissed the crowds. 23 And after he had dismissed the crowds, he went up on the mountain by himself to pray. When evening came, he was there alone, 24 but the boat by this time was a long way from the land, beaten by the … Continue reading We Fail To Trust The Walk Upon Our Waters

Is He A Brave Man?

The wind is blowing so hard outside this morning. I can hear the house crackling in various places. It sounds like the rushing waves of the ocean are crashing out there. A trash can is beating about the alley that runs behind our house. Our wind chime seems to be very busy. I had let my dog out and looked up to see an edge … Continue reading Is He A Brave Man?

Father Knows Best

I do wish that I could write about my father in a way that praises him for being a more loving one. My dad was a very private man as I was growing up. He never wanted to spend his time with me. He would get me set up with a project, only after my mother had suggested it, and then go about his business. … Continue reading Father Knows Best

We Will Not Be Shaken…

Several weeks ago, my family and I had taken a trip to Panama City Beach. It is a city that is located just shy of the location that hurricane Michael had torn through within the Florida panhandle. Panama City and Mexico Beach have experienced a devastating storm which has left people without power, homeless and broken. Unfortunatly, a few have also died. The Category 4 … Continue reading We Will Not Be Shaken…