Ashes To Ashes

Saturday night alone Just me and the thoughts at hand Reading the writings of my father His pen, his marks, scribbled firmly onto his yellow sheet I sit and stare into the fire The mysteries pass before its light My dad: no longer like the wood that fuels the flame like the thoughts that passed away with him like the pen that scribbled his voice … Continue reading Ashes To Ashes

Willing To Die

The many documentaries on Netflix and Hulu about the Holocaust are what I find myself often watching when I do sit in front of the television. I’ve been on a WWII documentary kick for several years now, and I can honestly say that I’ve always been intrigued by the reality of this particular war, as well as the unbelievable calamity our men, women and children … Continue reading Willing To Die

Hearing His Voice

“That’s just a coincidence.” “You really think that was God? Man, you’re delusional.” “Your conscience is leading you. That’s not God.” “There’s no God. Why would he allow all of the wrong in the world?” “God loves me, no matter what your Bible says.” Perhaps you’ve heard, or thought, or have believed some of these things? I read an interesting piece another blogger had written … Continue reading Hearing His Voice

A Place of Peace

This morning, I took a look at the archives of my writings. The following is the first post I ever put out there for the world to read. As I reflect back on where I’ve been, where I am now and where I would like to go, I keep Christ at center. He is the rock that I stand upon. I pray this morning that … Continue reading A Place of Peace

A Beating Heart

I have been diagnosed with prehypertension blood pressure, and now have to take a mild medication for it. As I woke this morning, I was thinking about all of the many reasons why this heart of mine has reaped the consequences of what has been sown. I am thinking about all of the many beats, and beatings, it has taken. I remember, from a very … Continue reading A Beating Heart

Our Private Hell

It’s easy for me to serve the Lord knowing there is nothing I can do within this flesh that will make Him look at me any differently than I am. But, for many years, I did not believe that. The world has a way of promoting fear, and it is evident within the television programs, blogs, games that our children play and the news that … Continue reading Our Private Hell