“Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.” — John Muir You can listen to the quote here:
An Airport Scare I was in the Atlanta airport just before Thanksgiving week when rumors of an active shooter circulated, forcing all inside to evacuate. I had dropped off my luggage with the skycap in front of the terminal, something I usually don’t do, but there was...
We’ve heard of kairos time and chronos time. Maybe, tongue in cheek, now we have “pandemic time”. Indeed, how do we define time during a pandemic? There is the slow, thick movement of monotonous days at home during quarantines. Simultaneously, there is the sense of...
I wrote this devotional months ago, long before any thought of a pandemic. Yet, isn’t that true of any calamity? We don’t know when one might happen. But one thing doesn’t change: God is still the same God. He will address what’s wrong in the...
As October winds down (and it has been a beautifully mild October!), and as we head into colder weather, I am reminded of this quote: I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. ― L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables Here are some photos I took...
“It is clear we must embrace struggle. Every living thing conforms to it. Everything in nature grows and struggles in its own way, establishing its own identity, insisting on it at all cost, against all resistance. We can be sure of very little, but the need to court...
“A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies . . . The man who never reads lives only one.” – George R.R. Martin “Never trust anyone who has not brought a book with them.” – Lemony Snicket “You can never get a cup of tea large enough or...
“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard, are sweeter.” ~ John Keats This amaryllis bulb was a Christmas gift; it actually bloomed a few weeks ago. It’s amazing to me how it can grow, how one bulb supplies the nutrients needed to produce the...
“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.” – Albert Camus “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with...
I’m living just as the century ends. A great leaf, that God and you and I have covered with writing turns now, overhead, in strange hands. We feel the sweep of it like a wind. We see the brightness of a new page where everything yet can happen. — Rainer...
