My river is weeping gaudy tears upon the worn sand banks, rutted with the heartbreak from a thousand days of rivulets, formed by the ruthless backwash of a spring ill spent. Tomorrow promises floods renewed and torrents of mindless splashing…
Once back-lit by the sharp noon-day sun the instrument, of both death and salvation, riding the slope of Calvary no longer casting a harsh shadow mark at its foot. Now, and for the last three hours, day is darker than…
The Lord has been so gracious to me this long bitter winter with many days of bright sunshine in spite of the snowy freezing times. This helps my moods, my appetite, and I hope my sanity, because I am beginning…
How do I know? Because Proverbs, my friend John and the others tell me so! ♥♥♥♥♥ REFLECTING MY THOUGHTS: “To love and be loved”, to belong to a special love; isn’t that the ultimate quest in this life? To wake…
In twenty two minutes, it will be Christmas again. I stand in the silvered but tarnished half hidden light of a frozen moon, and wait expectantly. In the full light of the day around half-past morning, my family will arrive,…