I sang myself to sleep in the operating room to one of my favorite songs, “Oceans, Where Feet May Fail.” Sadly, every other captive ear in the operating room had to listen to it as they prepped me for one of my four spinal fusions. Maybe I should issue the hospital an apology. It’s a … More Oceans “Where faith may fail.”
I messed up this week while making a comment on Facebook. I know. I should have known better. It’s a trap. Speak nothing but rainbows, unicorns, and butterflies on social media. I’d made a statement about the law, and someone I didn’t know responded, “Make sure you know what the laws are before you … More Trippin
It really hurts to hug a porcupine. This seems logical, but when we are talking about emotional relationships it’s not. We all know some porcupines. They are in our daily lives. Some through social media, the doctor’s office, church, and our own home. Interactions with porcupines can really hurt. Even our gentlest approach can … More Don’t hug porcupines.
Ten years ago, a dear friend of mine was in a very bad place in life. Addiction, anger, depression, trouble with the law, and ashamed. I love this man like a brother. I know that when one of the flock wanders off, we struggle to know how to reach out, how to put our personal … More Feeling sheepish.
Last week my son were faced with a situation at school that set off our adrenaline. There are a group of kids who threatened to “jump him,” at school. These kids ride his bus and frankly are not the type that I would doubt would carry this out. These are kids with major issues and … More What-if?
We know about atoms and molecules, positive and negative electricity, outer space, and our own planet. What we cannot prove, is exactly the mechanism by which all of it came together. There are theories, ideas, and evidences, but each person puts their faith in one of those theories to support the beliefs they want to … More I believe in science.
Never underestimate the pure quiet value of your presence. On Sunday, some of my dearest female friends from church, came to my home and they sat with me. They sang with me in praise to God and listened to me. They hugged me, and it lifted my spirits tremendously. I know that each of these … More Cross trainers
When I was a kid, we got to spend a week during the summer with our grandparents in St. Louis. It was one of the highlights of our year. Usually when the time was over and we were on our way home, they would drive us the 7 hours home to Cincinnati. We were young … More Lifesavers
Well, I almost can’t believe I am writing this. I was so relieved last week about my throat, and felt like God had opened a door to the hallway of physical misery I had been trapped in for 7 months. I happily rejoiced walking through that door, thinking it would mean some normalcy in … More Back to the drawing board.
I love Bob Ross. I remember watching him paint on Saturday mornings when I was a kid. He was like the coolest art nerd I could ever imagine. I wanted to paint like him. I wanted to transform blank canvases into snow scenes with run down old barns. I wanted to learn how to make … More Happy little tree.
Mountains and Mustard Seeds 