A Giant Misconception?

It was always a pleasure as we would kick around in nature when my friends and I were growing up. The neighborhood kids and I had the entire world to explore, tucked away in a little one-mile radius of the city. We had a place called the Brickyards, which was a clay quarry. In the old excavated parts, a lake, cliffs, deciduous trees and overgrowth … Continue reading A Giant Misconception?

Rising

My grandmother and I used to watch a television show called Nature on PBS when I was growing up. A narrator would talk about the animals and ecosystems from around the world, while the cinematic visual stimulations would leave my grandmother and I in awe. “God made that,” I remember her saying. While we focused our attention on the animals or plants being described, we … Continue reading Rising

As It Is

Observation is a beautiful tool that I have been using as far back as I can remember. The world was so awesome when I was a child. I remember spending much of my time alone while exploring the safe neighborhood on the outskirts of the city. My grandparent’s home was on a street serving in part of the framing of a friendly community. All neighbors … Continue reading As It Is

A Different Shift

Beginning the weekend with a relaxing Saturday morning feels much different than it had in many years prior. The weekends mark a two-day stretch that is of great value after five days of strenuous work. I have a demanding job, both physically and mentally. Sitting at the nook in our kitchen and knowing that the moment holds little more than the quiet hums of the … Continue reading A Different Shift

Inner Stillness Of Its Song

The beautiful birdsongs of morning A stillness in the light The comfort of a peaceful mind after a rest in night An easy Sunday ante meridiem Calm like lake of glass Space between present ponders No future or past Meditation and observation No judgment of events No worry of things to come No passion for what ego resents Too much on my plate come tomorrow … Continue reading Inner Stillness Of Its Song

Evergreen and Pal

The beginning of Spring has a way of motivating me, providing ideal temperatures and tranquility through the gift of sensory. Saturday is my day of rest. Being lazy is the goal. Giving it my all throughout the week and then resting on the seventh day is just something that eventually took hold over the past several years. The routine is pretty standard: My wife brings … Continue reading Evergreen and Pal

Eyes To See

The only thing I knew at the time was the fact that my soul was in need. The beginning of the past week was like most of the previous ones. A new work week had me longing for the weekend well before noon on Monday. I was prepared for what the beautiful forecast on Saturday would deliver. Yesterday morning, I packed up a few things—not … Continue reading Eyes To See

Creative Perspective

Never being one to get too involved in things that distract me from the natural world has been a beautiful way to live life. Isn’t life beautiful? Many would surely disagree. If one were to look at the media, listen to the conditioned voice of fear that is so prominently gripping the way we view ourselves and our worlds, understandably, little beauty would be recognized. … Continue reading Creative Perspective

Saunter

By Susan Hand Shetterly Henry David Thoreau’s great essay “Walking” was published in The Atlantic Monthly in 1862. He defined his manner of walking as sauntering. I used to walk, and that seemed fine to me. Now, under his guidance, I’m teaching myself to saunter. What’s the difference? When I walked, I concentrated on pace, on getting somewhere. I’d go over what I had to … Continue reading Saunter

Emptied

Silence is best at times. I haven’t been writing as much. The life outside of a small screen has had so much to show me. Recent times have brought about a calling to see just how quiet I can become. Is it what they call, “zen?” I’d say so. My wife and I just took a very long drive through three states, admiring the natural … Continue reading Emptied

Spaces

I stood in the backyard this morning and admired it all. The weather was cool, and the sun hadn’t yet breached the eastern face of the treeline. I took my advantage. The breeze had a few things to say. I peeked through azure, and the moon was saying its last goodbye. The Cockscomb were visited by a flying fleet. The Pine was silently at play. … Continue reading Spaces

Finding

The ability to see that we’re nothing more than elements bonded like all things before But unlike the inanimate I realize this fact and how realization is possible isn’t exact The mind made from dust same found in space searches for answers to this puzzling place People speak of genius and ignorance flip side but no one can answer how we live and die No … Continue reading Finding

Breathe

I sometimes wonder what lies beyond our space and time. A full day of working in the yard–one of my favorite pastimes–drained the life from me. Saturdays are usually a day for unwinding from the labors of the week, but yesterday was a time for landscaping our newly fenced-in backyard. I laid a new concrete patio with new walks to the revamped fire pit area … Continue reading Breathe

The Value Of Sunny Days

Checking the weather forecast is certainly something I take for granted. To see beautiful, sunny days with given percentage chances, on the news or an app, is a marvelous thing! When I see little symbols that show a sun, or a sun with a few clouds surrounding it, my life changes!! Just being lighthearted. In all seriousness, I truly do love a sunny day in … Continue reading The Value Of Sunny Days

Beneath

The trees– greater than ourselves. Towering above us all, concerned with no one else. They take what they like– the sun and the moon. Hiding beauty of the heavens. Reaching deep into their room. Greedy is their nature. Robbing lesser one. Laughing at the weaker. Having all the fun.     The bird of grace and diligence took away the pride of the thundering tower … Continue reading Beneath

Anew

Spring is providing everything it had promised in all years before. Renewal. Birth. Intrigue. It is painting our world with the never before. Insect and chasing mammal–reminders of their hiding. Cotton-like cloud, passing before azure sea. Whisper of warm, cry of brisk. Rain and hoary low. Peeking of yellow, smiling with green–reaching higher places than their own. Nesting of flyers within towering brawn. Pastels adorn … Continue reading Anew

Inside

We hide away. Fear resides as we lock our doors. Views, only through the pane. So crisp from decreasing smog. No longer a selfish contribution, we’ve become. Stay away! Your neighbor is a threat! He’s polluted unlike the crisp and pristine, now, out there. Out where we used to indulge in our selfishness. When will we return? The outdoor needs our contribution! It needs our … Continue reading Inside

Under The Blue

Under the blue, we breathe the springing onset. New has arrived, and we miss what we’ve met.   Songs of the season– the rustling of tree. The voices of organic life. The sorrow we see.   Sun shines on opportunity– our lighted ambitions. Darkness hides our intent– impeded positions.   Standing firmly in the rays of exuberant determination, under the blue, in His creation, we … Continue reading Under The Blue

Wilted Woes

Spring is returning. The budding life — for a time, lying dormant — is rejoining the world. The sun creeps to its higher position, forcing the land to transitions. The voice of bashful life is practicing new song… And, for me, the dormancy remains.   Why is it not as rejuvenating as the last spring? Is it the load that has been carried since the … Continue reading Wilted Woes

Go. Be. Do.

I watched a baby Koala embrace a stuffed animal, and it made me fall into a deep, spirit-filled prayer. The video was a short clip of a little Koala that had lost its mother shortly before, and someone had brought a fake stuffed Koala to it. It seemed to be weeping, as it had its paw over its eyes, appearing to be grieving from its … Continue reading Go. Be. Do.

Morning Minding

I know that God is real. Anyone who doesn’t see it must be completely blind. Have you ever looked at the ground and observed the ants crafting their excavated hills — constantly doing their work in order to take care of the queen located somewhere within the ground beneath? Have you? Or, have you seen the microscopic bacteria magnified, observing just how alive they truly … Continue reading Morning Minding

What Fuels Us

I sometimes witness the outward appearance of another — the composition they personally extend to the world. Getting my personal idea of just what they are made up of is sometimes very hard to pinpoint at first sight, and, many times, even harder to see the more I get to know them. I think I’m too observant, and I do tend to analyze the crap … Continue reading What Fuels Us

A Promised Day

Barren as we are Stripped of all we bear Holding breath until the thaw Days pass we empty ourselves We stretch our branches looking for new life in a time not yet here Dying we are closer Weathered by the things that stripped us in those days when life was given in its time Washed away desolate and forgotten Temporary memories of a beauty in … Continue reading A Promised Day

Unknowns

What if there were no boundaries? No dividing lines between? No two points of reference? No obscurities to be seen?   What if we never lived in emotion? No driving force of fear? Not clouded by the worried mind that impairs what we see and hear?   What if we were simply a part of His space? The space we fill with this and that? … Continue reading Unknowns

Setting

The autumn evening sun reminds me of then; The days of the past — I remember when. My life was much different and the moments were bleak. The consequence was not a lesson and inner-voice did not speak. Sequestered spaces in shade with those of my kind. We’d wait for the darkness to alter the mind. Praising and passing our pleasure around. Burying our sorrow … Continue reading Setting

Living Waters

I woke this morning and was quickly reminded of how blessed I truly am. The blessing was the gift I had received as my feet hit the floor: I woke to see another day. Perhaps I have written about this before, and it is likely, but I have been thinking so much about how precious life truly is in the recent weeks. I am incredibly … Continue reading Living Waters

Silent Waves

The valuable time of peace in a moment of time alone is a treasure I have grown to love after all the troubles I’ve sown A time not long ago when torment had its place my world of disarray left scowl upon my face The way I viewed the world would rob the longing for joy The hole inside my heart filled with that which … Continue reading Silent Waves

Surpassed Understanding

Yesterday morning, I read the following: The peace of God: This is the peace spoken of in Philippians 4:7. It is beyond “all mind”; that is, beyond our power of thinking. “What is God’s peace? The unruffled serenity of the infinitely-happy God, the eternal composure of the absolutely well-contented God.” (Spurgeon) Which surpasses all understanding: It isn’t that it is senseless and therefore impossible to … Continue reading Surpassed Understanding

What I’ve Seen

I was going through some of my pictures this evening. Some are very personal. Some are things that I find interesting. Some are just images I have captured throughout my days. I hope that you receive something from them. Blessings to you! (Copyrighted Images)               Continue reading What I’ve Seen

Arising

Our front porch is probably one of my favorite places to experience peace. The morning has much to tell from this little place of comfort. If I could express in words all of the constant chirps that surround the area. It’s like a symphony of harmonious chatter; a natural beauty that is created by God’s amazing creatures. We have many trees that shelter our families … Continue reading Arising

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

Despondent

“Nihilism is often discussed in terms of extreme skepticism and relativism; for most of the 20th century it has been associated with the belief that life is meaningless. Existential nihilism begins with the notion that the world is without meaning or purpose. Given this circumstance, existence itself–all action, suffering, and feeling–is ultimately senseless and empty.” “Life is meaningless because scientific evidence shows that God does … Continue reading Despondent

Limited

At times, I sit and wonder what this life is truly all about. As I sit under the dark skies of the evening, observing the thousands of visible stars, I wonder just what we are. Knowing that what is visible is less than a small fraction of the infinite universe is so incredibly mysterious. We have such a limited understanding of all of this infinite … Continue reading Limited

His Marvelous Art

Each day brings a new work of art. His majestic displays are always here, and then gone forever. Capturing those moments is a marvelous blessing. When the sun hits the world at just the right time and way, His work appears. I didn’t miss a few of those moments… Continue reading His Marvelous Art

Simplicity

It sometimes amazes me to the point of laughter listening to people come up with explanation to where we came from. The wild ideas that people have. The perfect beliefs that keep them motivated. The pride that secretes from their every pore and orifice. Don’t get me wrong, I have my own ideas and wonder, but to say for sure where we came from, to … Continue reading Simplicity

The Gift Of Time

Sometimes I imagine myself in the middle of space, far from the planet. Of course, I wouldn’t survive as I would here, but I simply imagine observing the vastness of space. All of the never before seen wonder that it would behold. As I imagine this place I will never physically experience, I think about how I would have no sense of time. No clock, … Continue reading The Gift Of Time