Right on the Money

Well let’s begin with the day I met her, How fast this good old boy’s world got better! Sky got bluer, the grass got greener… Just the first few seconds after I first seen her.Like my favorite song on a new set of speakers, My best old jeans and my broke in sneakers. A home…

A Time to Sing

In October of 2018 a group of 23 people from across the globe  travelled to visit historic places in Jerusalem where Jesus Christ was born, lived, died and was raised from the dead. This once-in-a-lifetime experience deepened the meaning of “Christ in me, His hope for glory.” These worship songs were taped live at the…

Elation

Trails leading, His voice calling, the absolute of Love spell binding. A calmness stills me, His Presence engulfs… Consumed, submerged in the delight of drowning The world is hushed, alas I’m living! Elated, taken up into the eternal, beauty beyond words. Tranquilized as One in His gentle embrace, Oh the sweet allure of His eyes,…

Legendary Country

Did you know that Willie has eight kids and that he played football in high school? Willie Nelson was born on April 29, 1933, in Abbott, Texas. He was raised by his paternal grandparents during the Great Depression. His granny took Willie to a small Methodist church where he was exposed to music and inspiring…

Who’s on First?

Spring training begins the third week of February for pitchers and catchers. In your game of life, who sits on first base? Abbott: I’m telling you their names! Costello: Well who’s on first?   Abbott: Who. Costello: What are you askin me for? I’m askin you! You mean that Guy who knew Who? That Friend who always…

Answers May Vary

A Jeopardy question:  “What is a vision of soul penned? A dream articulated? A depth charge of words? An art form that transcends an individual accounting? A rhythm of thought expressed? A mystifying thought log? A bubbling up of emotion? A provocative entry? An encounter with the Divine?  The cause of infinite pondering? POETRY Copyright  2017…

Little Boxes of Conformity

Little Boxes made of Ticky Tacky!  Society is made up of left and right, black and white and both sides seem to like placing us all in little boxes. We are careful about what we say, where we go, and who we associate with, but we are all easily cataloged. Those who strike out against…