Fly in the ointment, worm in the apple? Both, a distraction. *** It’s one of those weather-perfect early May mornings. Low humidity, nice breeze, quiet. So far, anyway. Perfection is a relative term. Disruption is waiting. I sit on the porch with the dog, the Bible and coffee, a perfect trifecta to aid in squeezing …
Life on the edge…more than just loose change. *** Are you wondering about this photo? No magic, no trickery, just a delicate balance. Now read on. One thing’s for sure about life…you don’t need to look for it, it’ll find you wherever you are. Simply show up. And last Tuesday life finds me in the …
Looking through a keyhole is a myopic approach to seeing life. *** There’s something about a locked door with keyhole. The eye is mysteriously drawn to it, wondering what secrets might lie beyond. Who has not pressed an eyeball to a keyhole to see what’s on the other side? Ah, yes, the other side. That’s …
“…very early in the morning they came to the sepulcher and found the stone rolled away…and found not the body of the Lord Jesus.” Luke 24:1-3 * * * Not even Poe could have concocted a narrative to rival the mystery surrounding the death and resurrection of Jesus. The enigma and significance of the …
Old friends never die…they just fade away. Only memories remain. *** Today I said goodbye to an old friend that passed. It was unexpected. But hey, aren’t they all? Ask anyone, “Say, think you’ll be next to pass?” You get a shrug of the shoulders, a roll of the eyes. Nobody expects to be the …
Satisfaction is easy to get. Only you don’t get it, it gets you. *** The world is in turmoil. Nobody is satisfied. Dissatisfaction everywhere you look. Protests, bank runs, people running pillar to post, anger in the headlines, fear in the streets. Is there a solution to the dilemma? Yes. Satisfaction. It’s not that hard …
Off with the old, on with the new. Nature turns the page. * * * It’s a quiet Saturday afternoon. I stand on the back patio peeling a last-year’s orange. I watch last-year’s leaves falling effortlessly from the giant water oak overhead. It’s their time to say goodbye. The acorns already have. Shards of sunlight …
The solar calendar still reads winter. The South Georgia almanac says: “Spring.” * * * We’re driving on a sandy dirt road somewhere in Atkinson County, Georgia. No map, no GPS, no hurry. The morning sun casts long shadows through the oaks. A sack of sausage and biscuits sits on the seat between us. Cups …
Not since Orson Welles’s radio version of War of the Worlds aired in 1938 has such panic ensued with the sighting of a white Chinese balloon overhead. How do we make sense of it? Read on. There it was, for days, visible with the naked eye, this white balloon, a gigantic surveillance eye in the sky, causing …
“I’m older now but still runnin’ against the wind, against the wind.” Bob Seger lyrics * * * It’s mid-January already. We’re running full throttle ahead, merging into the fast lane of 2023 where we got off a few days ago. Today I’m busy purging the over-stuffed library in our home. Books everywhere, too many …