To All, to Each

We moved onto a five-acre forest back in the summer of ’88. We had an ax, a shovel, a saw, a tent, and two 55-gallon barrels we’d use for our water. It was mid-July when we spent our first night there. As we sat around the campfire, hundreds of eyes glowed within the shadows of surrounding trees. I was reminded of the movie Snow White when she is running through the woods in the dark, spooked by all those eyes who, in the light of morning, turned out to be the friendly creatures of the forest, curious about her. Which … Continue reading To All, to Each

Riding the Tail of Winter

This is in response to the Daily Post’s photo challenge: Solitude. I remain, after autumn’s harvest, after winter’s winds spirited away those who were left of my loves and family and friends, hanging alone. “Many shall be purified, and made white, and tried; but the wicked shall do wickedly: and none of the wicked shall understand; but the wise shall understand. And from the time that the daily sacrifice shall be taken away, and the abomination that maketh desolate set up, there shall be a thousand two hundred and ninety days. Blessed is he that waiteth, and cometh to the thousand three hundred and … Continue reading Riding the Tail of Winter

When the Paths of Spirit and Discipline Intersect

Ed Ames was performing (with the Ames Brothers) before I was born and he is the same age as my Dad, 89. I first knew of him as Mingo on the Daniel Boone TV series. To me, Ed Ames singing The Impossible Dream  at 82, the way he does, reminds me of my Dad, and I think it’s because there is a familiarity of spirit and discipline. Daddy has done a lot of things during his life. He was in the Navy during WWII, then the Air Force after he finished college, and then the Army National Guard after that. He went on … Continue reading When the Paths of Spirit and Discipline Intersect

Tell Me You Don’t See It

This post is in response to the Daily Post’s Discover Challenge: Conventional Wisdom–This week, go against the grain. Conventional wisdom would tell me that I’m turning what was clearly meant to be a metaphor into something  more literal. Example 1: “And he answered and said unto them, I tell you that, if these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately cry out.” —Luke 19:40 Examples 2:  “Then shall the trees of the wood sing out at the presence of the LORD, because he cometh to judge the earth.” —1Chronicles 16:33 Example 3: “For ye shall go out with joy, … Continue reading Tell Me You Don’t See It

Never Surrender

This is in response to the Daily Prompt: Devastation There were a few Christians counseling her on the sly. They pointed out scripture that said she should submit to her husband in whatever he required. “Even if it’s wrong?” she asked. “Yes.” They answered. She couldn’t accept that. She wouldn’t accept that. Last night, things came to a head when she leveled with her husband, “He said that if I choose to go to work tomorrow, he will rape me. I  don’t want to go!” “You will go!” He slammed his fist down on the kitchen table. She flinched.  Her stomach suddenly … Continue reading Never Surrender

The Companionship of a Stranger

Today’s Word Prompt from the Daily Post: Marathon. The meaning I’m using is : Any long and arduous undertaking. The more difficult something is to endure, the more vulnerable we are,  that is when safety in companionship really can make a difference, even when it comes from a stranger. Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice. —Psalms 63:7 I held a wild bird again today. I held him for a long time after finding him sitting up, bewildered, inside our wheelbarrow. He’d slammed into our front-room window and knocked himself for a doozy. I … Continue reading The Companionship of a Stranger

Letter to Donald Trump for Help in Fleshing Out a Character within My Fiction Novel

November 15, 2016 Note to readers: the following letter was originally written in August 2014. It has nothing to do with current politics. It was never mailed. You are welcome to share your thoughts on my questions. I’ve spent 2 1/2 Nanowrimos on this fiction novel so far. I wasn’t able to participate this November and sorely miss the opportunity. But I do want to thank all the writers over there for their help during previous years. Here was/is my “working title and cover.” It’s just something, you know, something. I kept this letter to Donald Trump within my notes because … Continue reading Letter to Donald Trump for Help in Fleshing Out a Character within My Fiction Novel