He drove the road, but he was lost. It wound around the mountain with yellow leaves hanging overhead. Some were falling like light snow. Red leaves were starting to turn on a few trees. Fall had arrived in his life. Bright orange leaves caught her attention as she looked out the window. Her journey had…
It Was 2005
The day was sunny and bright at Fort Jackson US Army base in Columbia, South Carolina. As we arrived, we could see soldiers running in gray t-shirts and black shorts. Others were walking to their duty stations in the green fatigues called BDUs. Inside the indoor arena, we sat on hard wooden benches waiting for…
Fifty Years
Days come and days goLife’s way becomes apparentHours can seem to be slowWhen holding babies as a parentYet on we go day by dayLiving in love and lifeHard times left by the wayGood times become rifeGiving up early robs usOf the beauty life bringsAfter the struggle and fussLeaves us on windy wingsOnly the good remainsGrace…
Perfect Rose
I watched the rose growStems sprouted in the rowGreenery was showingLife was clearly growingThe color appearsAs passes the yearsBeauty is in the blendsAs the creator fully intendsThe granddaughter is growing The beautiful rose is showingShe was the girlBut in a whirlShe will be the roseJust as God choseHis creation, yesMade to blessAll who know herLike…
Lessons of Life
As the man dropped his pen on the notepad, he walked back and settled into the soft purple recliner under the blanket, then drifted off to sleep.
Thirty Years
Light barely streamed around the door from the soft light in the other room. My eyes slowly let the light deep into my being. Waking to a new day, everything was fresh and new. My wife hugged me as she walked through the room to go get dressed. It’s a good day. Then suddenly the…
A Celebration of Miracles
A prayer closet can be a small beige room, no windows, one painting on the wall, with one chair a notepad, and a pen. It can also be a car or truck. Many times, it has been a spot where people go, like a community park, a hiking trail, or on a boat fishing. For…
The Chair
The worship center was filled as we walked into the back, but there were seats in the middle closer to the front. I led my wife and daughter as we left the shadows of the back and walked toward the light streaming from the front. As I began to settle in, I noticed several things…
The Day of the Daisies
She was just here. Sometimes it feels as if it was a few minutes ago. Other times it feels like it has been a hundred years.
The Fire and Moon
It has been a long time since my last story was posted a little over three months ago. I have been considering how to write this story for a long time. I hope it is worth the wait for my readers.