I remember a day …
I like to think I’m “living” each day, that I’m conscious … and aware. I like to think I’m in touch with joy. I like to think this and, more often than not, it is so … although I know Continue reading I remember a day …
… writings on the journey thus far
I like to think I’m “living” each day, that I’m conscious … and aware. I like to think I’m in touch with joy. I like to think this and, more often than not, it is so … although I know Continue reading I remember a day …
Although I know there are no accidents in how this life unfolds, there are still moments that catch my attention. And I just had one. I had already decided to carry my previous post a bit further today … drawn Continue reading Who do you believe?
A casual walk down Anystreet, USA will take you past many churches. They’re everywhere. The perspectives represented are numerous, all attempting to do what they are led to do. They may be Christian, they may not be … but when Continue reading A stumbling block.
There’s always a book that seems like its been with us forever. It lingers, from shelf to shelf … as if awaiting its moment to be heard. For me, there are actually a few, but one in particular is The Continue reading Be still ~ know ~
Years ago, when I worked with kids, I often used music as a point of connection. It has an amazing way of bringing folks together, wouldn’t you say? Most folks who play music with/for kids likely know about a book Continue reading Stumbling along the way.
Most, if not all, of the topics touched upon here would take lifetimes to explore thoroughly. In some instances, a footnote alone could keep an earnest soul occupied for years. I suppose that’s simply the nature of the “unseen” … Continue reading Quick and easy.
Max was a Jew. Liesel was a young girl whose mother was a Communist. They met at a little house in Germany during Hitler’s reign, their story shared in a film called, The Book Thief. Movies such as this, based Continue reading Down to the letter.