To the forgotten one

Walking with Jesus

I am the light you cannot see, searching, piercing – not the mild sunlight of a summer day or the glimmer of candle and firelight, but the unescapable blaze of a streetlight on a deserted parking lot when all around is darkness.

I love you.

June 30, 2016

Flight attendants, prepare for takeoff

Out and about

Confession: I recently broke my year-long Walmart fast. On purpose. I woke up one morning and said “Today is the day.” I got on my shoes and my courage, drove to Walmart, and bought these items: Two pairs of black dress pants Two Oxford shirts Three leather belts Two votive candles I made this purchase […]

April 13, 2013