Afterword – The Wind Harp

Afterword – The Wind Harp “Every creative work of the Spirit of God within the human soul is preceded by devastation; for the Spirit moves as a whirlwind, wrenching out the offending thing, and then follows as a warm breeze on a quiet sea. For as the heart yields to desire for Him, it finds …

When Came The Time To Build – Wind Harp pt. 6

When Came the Time to Build No matter where I live, I keep three or four hiding places. They’re never fancy, but simple little corners who promise an escape from the noise. They’re always outside, always away from man-made madness, and always a source of life. About a year after my personal little doomsday, I …

When People Stopped Being People – Wind Harp pt. 3

When People Stopped Being People My sister has long said one of her favorite things about me is that I talk to the people behind the cash register at places with cash registers – grocery stores, department stores, restaurants, etc.  After observing a five-minute exchange with a Kroger cashier called Barbara, my sister said to …

Wind Harp – Pt. 1

Foreword – When I Prayed for a Song The day my life exploded I begged God for one thing. I didn’t beg Him to let me skip the pain that would most certainly follow; I didn’t plead for my person or relationship back; I didn’t ask Him for my job back; I didn’t ask Him …

Cheers To The New Year

Happy New Year! It’s 2018 and you know what that means. New Year = New You, right? Resolutions, goals, memberships, meal plans, and more plans! We hear and make all kinds of professional and personal commitments, all in the name of living a better life in the exciting new year of countless opportunities. Why do …

Guard Your Mind

Guard your mind, no one else can or will We do not really need to wait for the New Years to follow good resolutions, appropriate behavior or strategies for a happy life. These are some things that should be practiced all year round to yield unlimited joy of living. But, when a new day in …

Dearest Wallflower

Dearest Wallflower Don’t let your leaves wilt away Your leaves use to be green, greener than the blades of grass Yellow dusted pedals boldly lived long as the sunshine shot beams of warm nurtured care Rays of sunshine take the sky in whole beautifully Specks aluminate the baby soft sky, Clouds pillow together hugs briskly …