Scribblings on Jesus and his kingdom from one repentant church-goer
Part One The east wind came through my screen door on the first day of September, still warm and carrying the smell of sweetness and fertilizer. At the bottom of the hill, a hundred-acre field of corn stands nearly ready for harvest. Out of this same door a hawk, perching on the porch railing, startled … Continue reading When the east wind blows
Sunday, May 16, 2021 was a day when from dawn to dusk the clouds unleashed torrents of water. You know the kind of day. It seemed that the earth had received all the substance it could hold, but the sky kept weeping anyway. The ground turned into a swiss-cheese landscape of small ponds as the … Continue reading When Clouds Weigh Me Down
To breathe is the quintessential act of humanity. The deepest profundity, yet deeper and beneath the very fabric of our consciousness, is a rhythm that defines the highs and lows of our lives. To live is a wide and ambiguous definition. To live fully and presently moment to moment somehow mystifies the greatest among us. … Continue reading To Breathe
November is the month we remind ourselves to be thankful. As the ground hardens in frost and the last remnants of leaves find their way down, I wonder if this season gives us clarity to see the blessings that sustain us. The excess of summer is stripped away, leaving us exposed to the simple truth … Continue reading Seems Only Children Weep
When the fog rolls over Detroit, I immediately lose sight of the city. Within moments, skyscrapers, steel, lights, signs, wonders, all disappear. Gone. The Ambassador Bridge, usually lining the horizon with spots of brightness, stoops into the river, grayed water seamlessly melting into blank sky. The world melts to bleakness. I live over a marina, … Continue reading The Other Side of the Boat
Regarding Life 