Posts Categorized: Reflections

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…

Seldom will someone speak of winter with regard and favor. We see it, too often, for its harshest elements rather than its heart… indeed, its warmth…

Tonight I was swept up in a few memories and a few too many emotions with the news of the passing of a dearly loved man and my trusted advisor in college. Harding University’s colors are black and gold, and when I saw a friend had posted this image of blackened skies over a field… 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 »

Today I came home to news that four baby robins were found in our yard. Two were still alive in a makeshift nest my daughter and son built in a cardboard box. I buried the other two. I can’t tell you how this unexpected situation just brought a flood of emotions over me all evening…. 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 »