I must confess that I am glad to see 2013 go. It was not the best of years for me, in fact it was quite the opposite…one of the worst I have had in a while. The reasons are too numerous and boring to mention here, so let’s just say I am looking forward to … Continue reading Standing in the Valley of Dry Bones

I sit and I reflect.  It is my tradition, to take a stolen moment and think on Christmas as it relates to life.  It seems to me this year that the babe in the manger is being pushed aside, buried and minimized.  It is as if popular opinion thinks that if we aren’t talking about … Continue reading The Lull

It seems to me there are a lot of words floating around that bring negativity these days. The political and economic climate is affecting everything else, and the words spoken are an indicator of where things stand. What I mean by that is that the words we speak can lift up or tear down.  They … Continue reading A River of Words

The official definition of a veteran is someone who served their country in the armed services.  However, I think this definition is lacking something significant.  Heart.  It does not express the sacrifices service men and women make.  It does not demonstrate their love for country.  It does not reveal their dedication to serving citizens, or … Continue reading A New Definition

I can always feel it coming.  Even before I recognize the month or day my heart knows.  It is not exactly grief, more of a solemn, respectful remembrance. A heaviness like a shroud descends over my heart, which turns inward…into to the place where life is sacred and the loss of it brings an unbearable … Continue reading September 11th

There is a picture in my head this Memorial Day weekend. It is of some guys standing around a grill. The BBQ ribs are smoldering causing people to gather around the surrounding area to chat. Laughter is prevalent, smiles are plentiful. Children run around playing tag. Dogs’ tails are wagging. The sizzle of the grill … Continue reading A Memorial Day Picture

I sit in my studio, windows open while I work in wax. With them open, I can almost pretend to be outside as I create. The air is dripping with the scent of honeysuckle which signals me that summer is quickly approaching. However, the coolness of the breeze and the rustle of the leaves invite … Continue reading Reflection

I am an intercessor, which means I pray a lot for others. It is not some religious exercise I attempt, but more like an ongoing conversation with God. My heart breaks when people are hurting, my soul rejoices when they rejoice. I cannot seem to stop that compassion from happening, and so, I consider it … Continue reading A Day To Pray