Reason tells me she’s been with me my whole life, but sun on the walking path has put her in view a lot lately. I started snapping photos of her and occasionally, videos. The videos I quickly erase because I think she walks so strangely and she’s a little girthy strolling out in front ofContinue reading “The Shadow”
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Worlds
It is cool these May mornings when I walk out to Hinterhaus. I open up the picket gate that I hung last fall and walk the big yard to the shed door. On the way there will be a new gopher mound or two piled up on the grass and the birds fill the airContinue reading “Worlds”
The Offense of Hope
And there I saw what I had once lost, but had found again.
God’s Friend
There is a girl in the winery kitchen where I spend my working days. She likes to call me (with a half concealed smirk) her work acquaintance when I proudly call her my friend. She’s only 25 years old, she is funny and quirky in the most perfect and delightful sort of way. Every day,Continue reading “God’s Friend”
How to be His
Geese fly over Hinterhaus and call as they drift by. I mention it because it moves me so. I run to the window then out the door to catch a glimpse if I can. I watched them in the cemetery walking in their awkwardly beautiful gate. I took pictures as they flew, I made videos,Continue reading “How to be His”
Spring in our Mouths
One day I knew I, too, was like a tree in this gorgeous forest of believers, these metaphoric oaks of righteousness, those Lebanon cedars…not perfect, but fully HIS, and fully belonging to one another.
How ’bout the Mountains
And I have found that dogma bites at a wounded spirit, offering no relief and no escape. And a rule looks for its martyr for which to chain — its compass to live by is unkind.
The Photo in Hinterhaus
There is a photo that hangs in Hinterhaus. I had it made large and put it in a frame so when I sit on the long chase lawn chair with Teddy (my dog) I can see it. My computer screen, the navy clock I was carrying around in my car at the time, a singleContinue reading “The Photo in Hinterhaus”
The Way Home
“You know the way home”, he said…….”I am the way.”
For the Birds
But what about the birds? Maybe they are a foretaste–an enticing first portion of a meal one is being prepared for in heart lest I might be fainted away at the full course.
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