Posts Categorized: From the Heart

We yearn for companionship and presence, empathy and affection, even unconditional love. And all we can seem to be are vessels of the impulses and instincts of this yearning…

How is it that place, a familiar place, can stir the past in painfully beautiful – yet delightful lonely ways? How does a place make us face such contradictions and accept them with little to no resistance?

What we choose to see in our past is perhaps best perceived in our feelings. Sure, the stories have their place, and the wisdom from them has its influence. aBut they way we feel when we go there is special. We need to feel our past. Even if it hurts.

2021 has been an emotional road trip, one that has taken me through many two-lane roads and open highways of feeling and experience. And on a day such as this, in my rearview mirror I shift my focus from what is behind me to what is in the mirror itself.

Every season of the year offers each of us a meaningful way to witness change, to study and learn something new each time we come around the sun for another go. And sometimes, that lesson is quite simple…

Oh, how everything just goes away. Except this, our lament and its burdensome weight. Where can I set my gaze, that I might see past all that I’ve lost and all that will pass? Where can I look to redeem the meaning of my days and fill them with enduring good?

There’s something you do that keeps others from being hurt. You do it a lot – whether or not you realize it. Stop, and they’ll hurt. Unless you were stopped, it’s on you.Don’t stop. There’s something to look forward to. A hope, a goal, a dream, an adventure, a reward. Despite the doubts and risks… Read more »

Four years ago this hour, this night, I was spent. Just plain gone. I felt an exhaustion I’d never felt, a weight that was pulling me apart emotionally. My dad was gone. He had died in the early hours of the morning. My head, by now, was on a pillow, my son snoozing at my… Read more »

“Sometimes I wish I was born in another time, long long time ago…” In the course of a year, I have lost two lovely aunts and two dear uncles in death. In November, my brother-in-law died. He was only 49. My parents have been more burdened with bad health, but by God’s grace they keep… Read more »

Now cometh November’s bitterest winds and rains, Ending autumn’s sweet colors from its first weary dawn, Yet thirty days hence, amid winter’s birth pains, I shall at last bid thee to ‘get off of my lawn.’ Then deep in the darkening days of December, As cold graying skies loom over year’s end, Perhaps with the… Read more »