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…
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…
There Is No “Yet”
She sits quietly in the chair beside his hospital bed. The same chair where she has sat all night long for the past week while her husband lies in the hospital. Again. She is beyond weary. Beyond exhausted. For the past week she has desperately balanced having her husband in the hospital with the demands 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…
My Letter to Autism
Dear Autism, I’ve been meaning to write to you for quite some time but thanks to you , I’ve been pretty busy as you can imagine. Over the years I have cursed at you, yelled at you, cried at you, and tried my best to understand you. The more I have learned about you, 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…
The Fork in the Road
White collar. Blue collar. No collar at all. Some are just starting down this journey. Others have been on this road for many years. Some are youthful, energetic, and engaged. Others are tired, weary, and passive. I look around the room and down the table and I’m struck by the thought that most 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…