Blades are sharp, daggers drawn –by wicked kings, you’re their pawn. Isolation is their bitter aim: to steal your soul, exploit your shame. They whisper lies as you self-doubt, promising an easy out. They offer you pain-free relief; never mind … Continue reading
He sat on a bench in the Altoona botanical garden. It’s a wonderful little park, bisected with a bike trail and a small stream. It features whimsical metal insect sculptures. But it’s also a reverent place with a solemn veteran’s … Continue reading
Life’s book is written on your heart. Is it fantasy or non-fiction…romance, or a tech manual? Can the pages turn freely, or are they soiled and matted together? Is it your own personal best-seller, or a dusty attic silverfish treasure? … Continue reading
Yellow Banks County Park is located just 3 radio songs southeast of my house, but a world away. The primitive camping area is located high on a bluff of yellow loess soil overlooking a wide bend on the Des … Continue reading
“Others” do not draw our breaths, create our footsteps, or own our souls. Yet, we surrender to “Them” so quickly, not valuing the breath lost, the journey forgotten, or the spirit, Broken.
Good souls, we all wonder: What is Heaven Really Like? All doctrines teach it as Paradise. Brilliant bright colors, in shades we find incomprehensible down here. Transcendent peace, where kids line up for grizzly bear rides. Eternal pureness, where we … Continue reading
On “60 Minutes” the other night, they featured a story about “extreme divers” at a lagoon on an isolated island in the Caribbean. These are folks who push physical and psychological boundaries to excess. Their goal is to see how … Continue reading