Spiritual Growth
Tears
Tears flow. They come from the heart. They come from sadness, and the memories of such unbridled joy and happiness. Thanksgiving is here. For the first time since we moved into this house 7 years ago, there aren’t two turkeys in brine. There aren’t other dishes prepped for all the cooking today. There isn’t a [&hellip
A Letter to Scott
Dear Scott, Well, it’s been a year since I have touched you, held you, kissed you, hugged you, laughed with you, made fun of you, corrected you, cooked for you, helped you, went on a date with you, cleaned for you, enjoyed life with you… But I can still hear you, sense you, smell you, [&hellip
Cut to the Chase
I’m not old enough to care too much about what you think of me – but I’m young enough to remember the future and the way things ought to be. Fascinating week filled with fascinating experiences, many with new friends, many with old friends, many with family, all with people who love and care for [&hellip
You Are Mine
I am one that gets teary eyed when a song truly hits my heart. This is one that gets me every time. I will come to you in the silence, I will lift you from all your fear. You will hear my voice, I claim you as my choice, be still and know I am [&hellip
Afterimage
Afterimage …suddenly you were gone. A month ago today, I lost you. After six weeks of pure hell. Of having lost communication with you, but believing you were coming home to me. To Mia. To Chase. You slipped through my fingers like water. I held your hand and left my other hand over your heart [&hellip
I left it here…
Tonight lying on the floor in the middle of the living room, it happened again… This time it wasn’t my childhood, it was my life with you. Cash turned on the iPad and Mat Kearney came on. I use to travel quite a bit… only a couple days away each time, but the frequency was [&hellip
I Can’t Compete
Last night, Brody and Cash had their bath and we had a good time like we usually do… A little water on the floor, a few screams, lots of laughs, and a ”daddy I’m done.” One by one I pick the boys up out of the bath… ”Daddy I’m cold.” ”I know buddy, let me [&hellip
Red Barchetta (Silver Camaro)
Fuel pump. 30 minute fix. Had the part for months. …since before Michele went into the Hospital. Took me until yesterday to do something about it. I had been dreading it. Scared about what memories would come rushing back if I got my hands dirty, my brow gritty and pick up that smell of working [&hellip
Grace vs. Strength
If you know me at all, you know I like to include and know and read definitions in my readings, speaking and my life in general. So here I go again… Grace- unmerited divine assistance given humans for their regeneration or sanctification Strength- capacity for exertion or endurance I’ve been amazed at how many people [&hellip
I remember you…
I’m teasing… Yeah, well you did this… No, I’m right… You couldn’t be more wrong… Trust me… These are words of prideful man. These are my words. I lived the good part of 29 years trying to argue points to friends, family, and co-workers, for reasons I didn’t quite recognize… until this past year. I [&hellip
