Hung in the Balance

  The earth in perpetual motion is joined perfectly suspended in marbled, orbital dance. Swivels not to the left nor to the right, but spins exactly as appointed. We trust the sun to contribute a day, and the moon to yield its phases by month. We trust earth’s faithful resolve to bid a year. All … Continue reading Hung in the Balance

Boots made for Walking

  I love walking. I love conversation. Walking is perfectly designed for conversation. A communion of sorts. Walks become a release for sorting out things, a putting in order for what would otherwise remain scattered thoughts sown into the reality of life’s circumstances. Thoughts, which in content, are sometimes trivial, sometimes deep, at times weighty, … Continue reading Boots made for Walking

Chasing the Wind

The childhood days are gone when sticking my head out the car window, like my furry canine companions, felt so exhilarating. I loved that feeling of the torrent of wind hitting my face, swirling my hair into hundreds of tiny knots. Now, too lazy to work knots out, I find stretching my arm out and … Continue reading Chasing the Wind

Rhythm & Reason

There is a rhythm in love’s song and dance to the soul. There is a reason in love’s engagement in action. If 1 Corinthians 13 is the poetry of love, Romans 12 is the choreography of love. 1 Corinthians 13 : Romans 12 Love is patient (v 4) : lives peaceably with all (v 18) And kind … Continue reading Rhythm & Reason

Splendor in the Ruin

Whose fingertips sprinkled the heavens with the brilliant glitter of planets and stars? Whose word gave oceans the sculpted edge of their boundary? Whose artistry carved the mountain peaks and scooped out valleys beneath? The Eternal One is who calculates the patterns of the clouds, quantifies thoughts more than the grains of sands, and assigns … Continue reading Splendor in the Ruin