It’s 3:45 in the morning. He’s up so she’s up. Another early morning wake-up call courtesy of autism. He can’t tell time so when he wakes up he assumes it’s time to start his morning. She is so tired and weary, begging God to give her enough grace to make it through the day. Before Read More…
The Church of the Lobby
Across the country, many churches and denominations are dealing with declining attendance as they see fewer and fewer people showing up for Sunday services. There is one group however that is experiencing tremendous growth in record numbers. You probably have several of these churches in your home town. I’m talking about the Church of Read More…
I Choose His World
“That’s all of that I can take,” I muttered under my breath as I clicked the remote control to turn off the evening news. Watching the news these days can leave you depressed, fearful, apprehensive, and stressed out. No wonder I often prefer the vintage reruns of the Andy Griffith Show to harken me back Read More…
Going Back to the Creek
The black dog would slip into my room every night when I was alone and lying in my hospital room after losing my foot to amputation. Faith is easy in the good times, but now I found myself really struggling in this dark time of my life. “Why God?” “Help me understand why Read More…
Hurting but Hopeful
I haven’t written in this space for over three months. I’m ashamed to tell you why, but maybe some of you need to hear it in light of your own struggles. I have been having affair that threatened to not just estrange me, but to destroy me. It has left me wounded, scarred, and Read More…
Nineteen Years Old
Nineteen. Where did the years go? My son turns nineteen years old today. I remember that tiny baby boy that I would position on my chest with his head on my shoulder as we sat in the recliner. I still vividly recall all the times I came home from work and he was bouncing Read More…
His senior year will be different
Senior year. I remember wearing my letter jacket practically year-round that year as I wanted everyone to know I was on the basketball team. Friday night football games, followed by a school dance. Basketball games followed by gathering with friends at Pizza Hut. Late night meetups at the local college tennis courts to hang Read More…
Meandering through the Meantime
I feel like a mosquito at a nudist colony as I write this. I know what to do, I just don’t don’t know where to start. I took a couple of month off from the blog, or writing in general, to focus on some personal health issues and other projects. Truthfully, as I wrestled Read More…
A Letter From The Wilderness
You may have noticed that it’s been over a month since I last wrote here on the blog. The truth is that I’ve been wandering in the wilderness for several weeks. Inspiration to write is difficult, if not impossible, when you are struggling with your challenges and situations in life. I imagine many of Read More…
From Good Riddance to Goodness
“What I ought to do is take a flame thrower to this place!” I saw an article the other day where the author essentially asked of the reader, “Have you ever wanted to just rip a year down off the wall and burn it?” This past year had been very unkind to the writer Read More…