A Place at the Table

The upper room, a place for an intimate meal to share. Tradition merged with Truth. The host gives the guests receive. Eyes unlock a silent tongue. One face home to a crooked grin, the other composed a narrow smile. All stomachs filled, but not all heads anointed. The meal in unity shared, but the fellowship … Continue reading A Place at the Table

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