The birds sing with joy The wildflowers lay still and wait The lake shimmers below Awake to rise with the sun. Alone I sit, awake and waiting Alive and calm, I ponder the dawn In quiet majesty You reign In heaven over earth You formed the world and all in it You are the Maker,… Continue reading

A summer’s day off and running but I am sitting under the terrace, under nothing else at all. Continue reading

Sometimes I want to escape to a beach town where no one knows me. A terrible career move, and what about my friends or family? I want to sit in the sun, go out to eat or eat in with no problems and only the morning fog to disappoint me. Continue reading

Find me fishing On the river of God Waiting I can see the life underneath Expecting a catch My fly is out I know I’ll catch something soon. Continue reading

It was a warm, sunny day when she passed A warm wind was blowing Surprising this time of year. The light beamed through the window It was bright inside A day almost born to be happy. It was a normal day I worked and ate lunch And celebrated a retirement. The cars drove by our… Continue reading

To pull a cork is a journey commencing To discover a story from vintage passed An author has written words worth sensing And placed them in a bottle of glass. Like the rest of us, but with much closer connection The wine ages on in cellar, cold It deepens, widens, brightens in complexion Maturing, reflecting,… Continue reading

Go down to those deep dark placesDown to the ballast of your soulEscaping any good gracesWhich could make you feel holy or wholeSink deeper I ask Then deeper stillGo further Further still if you dareYou must believe it canNo—it will—His Light can even reach there.Go across and down To the bad part of townWhere homes… Continue reading

I don’t want to go to church today I don’t want to sing or stand or pray I wonder if anyone else feels this way But I don’t want to go to church today. I hope my whole day falls through To stay at home doing what I want to do I give enough already,… Continue reading

  I’m after a time not read on the clock Nor measured or noticed at all It’s leisurely, loiter-ly, a stroll or a walk Or as slow as an ant is small. This time surrounds us at dinner It warms like a laugh heard doors down It centers you, humbles you, nabs you a sinner… Continue reading

Called to leave, but where to go? My heart is breaking—I don’t know How I can walk the roads unknown If man must not tread life alone? When people fail, then God will be My peace in pers’nal misery. Trust, like Abram—God’s formation: Faithful without destination. Continue reading