Scribblings on Jesus and his kingdom from one repentant church-goer
When I told my mom that the neighbor had cut down the trees in the large field at the bottom of our hill, she cried. This practice—removing hedge rows and wooded plots—is a common agricultural practice used in the land around me to maximize yields per acre. It makes sense for my neighbor to maximize … Continue reading To Fell a Tree
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
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 