I’ve been wondering about you lately. I know you’re used to that, because we’re all wondering about you and have been for years. I just can’t help but think you are capable of so much more. No, I’m not talking about solving the world’s pains with some miracle […]
While he was eating, a woman came in with a beautiful alabaster jar of expensive perfume made from essence of nard. She broke open the jar and poured the perfume over his head. (Mark 14:3 NLT) I’ve found this story a cross between touching and confounding. Beyond the […]
One of the best things about being a married man is the fact that every single day holds the possibility for new and unexpected adventures. Living in proximity to a creature so unique and so different from myself keeps me from falling asleep behind the wheel of life. […]
…So she took some of the fruit and ate it. Then she gave some to her husband, who was with her and he ate it, too. At that moment their eyes were opened, and they suddenly felt shame at their nakedness. So they sewed fig leaves together to […]
It was the one thing she desired most. Nick knew this much based on everything she’d told him the day before – how she wanted everything to go back to the way it was a few years ago, back before her adult son had irrepressibly plummeted into the […]
“I hope you know how that man feels about you.” he said, nearly a hush in his voice, not like the sort of hush one uses when trying not to be overheard, but more like the almost involuntary change in a man’s intonation when he is suddenly more […]
Spiraling cross heavenly realms, a droplet called hope dances along songs of winged ones, gliding ore oceanic wonder and chaos – rife with creatures of shine, of strange, of in unison, they catch onto hope’s fine, unyielding vibration, penetrating air, sea, and depths upon depths of what would […]
Theatre’s dark with the absence of fathers save me, gripped by a small hand, anxious. These are moments, variously overlooked, when boys learn to become men or learn fear for Dad’s stubbornly fulfilling some cursed prophecy never written, nor truly spoken On ashes he weeps oer the eerie […]
“The same question burns in the heart of every boy…” John Eldredge It had been a long day of learning, of running, stooping, and falling. It was hot, and the man was exhausted, but he was alive with the primordial sensations that come to surface in most every […]
They offered happiness, fueled by approval of men, the temporary nod, the golden wink, the momentary reach in my direction, barely complete, the “Atta boy” before shoving me into the next glorious trial, impossible goal of hoping your vanishing prizes may transform someday into permanence, into the eternal […]
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