Deep calls to deep At the roar of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have gone over me. Psalm 42:7 Waves barrel, one after the other, allowing just enough time to kick and claw up to the border of air and no air, only to encounter a foot of wet foam and another …
It’s the strangest thing to step out the back door with mowers thrumming in the neighborhood and motorcycles zipping on the interstate a mile away then to spot a dark speck circling overhead. The form is a red-tailed hawk unexpected in this environment, but there he is lazing in curves. His eyesight amazes me. He …
I grabbed the keys, locked the door and backed out of the driveway. I was running late to a meeting I didn’t want to attend. I should go, for myself and possibly for others, but my heart was not in it. When is doing something you don’t want to do a choice of love and …