“Go back to your books, to your armchair. Plant your trees, watch them grow. If more people valued home above gold, this world would be a merrier place.”

— Thorin Oakenshield

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  • Time

    Much has been said about time. Time is a thief Time is a lier Time flies Time is money Time waits for no man Time is a storm in which we are all lost Time is a Father Time is… Continue reading

  • Fighting for Repentance

    NOTE: This is a deeply transparent and lengthy blog. Perhaps the most transparent and honest blog I have written. I share this, not for my own sake; but because of the examples we have from the men and women chronicled… Continue reading

    Fighting for Repentance
  • The Power of a Gaze

    I sat on the rock at the edge of the river as the sun was setting to listen to the falls. My intention was to read, perhaps write a bit. I had both my book and notebook in hand and… Continue reading

    The Power of a Gaze
  • Saunter

    May I look at life in such a way. Not merely to hike through it as though it is a task to be checked off the list or goal to be accomplished, but to saunter with awe and reverence into… Continue reading

  • Press Forward

    If you travel enough you may experience some bumps along the way, some turbulence. You may encounter delays, rerouting and detours. The journey may have rough patches. You may need to circle around for a bit before you can land.… Continue reading

    Press Forward
  • Presence

    A friend told me they had spent some time with the Lord on their run.I said, “Oh, what’d y’all talk about?”“We didn’t talk.”“Oh, but you said…”“I said we spent time together-just in one another’s presence.”And it hit me: there’s a… Continue reading

    Presence
  • The Restorer

    He stepped back from his work, pleased. He took a breath. It was good. He considered his work. It had taken some time. Oh, it wasn’t perfect. He knew when he started it wouldn’t be. But it was good. It… Continue reading

    The Restorer
  • Until the Sun Shines, Daddy.

    Daddy left earth today, December 4, 2022 at 3:12pm. Saturday morning he was moved from home hospice to inpatient hospice. He said he was there to go meet Jesus. Grady and I were able to stay the day and the… Continue reading

    Until the Sun Shines, Daddy.
  • Summer Falls

    Summer falls into Autumn warm spices fill our cupsand command our algorithms green erupts into colorwarm shades of the seasonExcitement fills the air and the heartsPollen dropsyellow lingers in the windI feel it upon my faceparticles of dust Goldenrod, Ragweed,… Continue reading

    Summer Falls
  • Where Do The Wildflowers Bloom?

    Within me is the heart of a wildflower. Continue reading

    Where Do The Wildflowers Bloom?