mesa verde

Uncategorized Jun 08, 2022

In 1994 I got a crazy idea.  I would drive from California to Michigan with only our eight-year-old son.  My one real fear was that we would get a flat tire somewhere.  But as we pulled off the freeway in Las Vegas the car in front of me got a blow-out, so I figured that he had...

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she envied him his wings

Uncategorized Jun 01, 2022

She had a conversation with a crow.
   He laughed at everything she said.
You wouldn’t define his affability
   as friendship, exactly,
nor would he seem unfriendly,
   despite a slightly ominous cackle--
he could be ridiculing her, I suppose,
   or he could...

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palm trees

Uncategorized May 25, 2022

Lean and leaning,
   top-heavy with a mop
   of madly splaying frond hair,
regally towering above
   and swaying precipitously
   in the slightest tropical breeze
yet holding tenaciously as
   gales blow mighty--
   a miracle of strong...

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my better half

Uncategorized May 18, 2022

We were so young.  We didn’t feel young, but I wasn’t quite 22.  We were launching on that big adventure called marriage, forty-eight years ago today.  Our wedding was a small affair in my mother’s home: only David’s immediate family and my extended family...

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grandma's birthday

Uncategorized May 11, 2022

Every year on this day I remember my Grandma Mary.  Today would be her 128th birthday.  Some years her birthday falls on Mother’s Day. Not so this year, but the date is still indelibly written on my heart. 

Grandma Mary had one child, my mom.  When my grandfather passed...

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mother's day gift

Uncategorized May 04, 2022

Motherhood isn’t always the lovely and rewarding experience described by flowery greeting cards.  I know personally the challenges and even deep sadness that a mother goes through.  I suffered through one child’s learning disabilities and another’s life threatening...

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Uncategorized Apr 27, 2022

Sing, aged turtle, as you rise
  from the depths of the ocean’s brine;
sing of the world’s primal onset,
  of time and times and half a time.

Sing, tiny seeds dropped in the soil
  amidst the charred remains of trees;
sing of rebirth, of green and spring
  carried along...

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pine bough

Uncategorized Apr 20, 2022

haiku for Lori

         Unhinged by wind
like hair falling out in clumps
     advancing new growth

Liz McFadzean

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the cross

Uncategorized Apr 13, 2022

The wonderful thing about our God is that he always had a “work-around” for sin.  His work-around is one perfect atoning sacrifice for my sin and the sin of the world.  

I’m pretty careful these days with the word sin in any instance except in the case of my...

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a holy lent--peace

Uncategorized Apr 06, 2022

At the beginning of Lent, I distinguished harmony from unison singing.  When I longed for harmony, I wasn’t longing for total agreement, but for a melody of multiple voices in tune with one another.  So here, near the end of Lent, I go back to a similar refrain—I am longing...

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