Let Men Their Songs Employ

Christmas Day rapidly approaches. What is Christmas really about? Today, I gathered with a few co-workers who took a few minutes from their day to sing Christmas carols, accompanied by a Cajón drum and a guitar.  I had only stopped by to see what was going on and decided to stay as I found that … Continue reading Let Men Their Songs Employ

Carol of the Silver Jingle Bells

Hark, the herald angels sing, "How great our joy to the world.  For unto us a Child is born once in Royal David's city.  He came upon a midnight clear while shepherds watched their flocks on a silent night, o holy night." "What child is this away in a manger, Angels We Have Heard on … Continue reading Carol of the Silver Jingle Bells

All the World to Me

A picture is worth 1,000 words.  As a writer who does not have very good photography skills, I usually end up looking at photos I've taken and couldn't tell you in 1,000 words what I was trying to get a picture of. This photo of my grandfather and me, however, could very well be worth … Continue reading All the World to Me

It Happened One Night

I still remember that horrifying day in December of 2008. I spent the evening in my room, typing away on a fictional story that I absolutely loved.  In fact, of the 69 stories on my computer, this one quickly became a favorite.  I enjoyed the characters; I thought the plot flowed.  I was either just … Continue reading It Happened One Night

This Little Girl is Not Made of Sugar

Going to the doctor is a bit unnerving, no matter for what reason you go.   I'm usually driving home later in the deep mists of introspection.  After a recent visit, I compared/contrasted my conversation with the doctor and certain conversations I've had with the Great Physician. My doctor gave me a list of things I … Continue reading This Little Girl is Not Made of Sugar

Pout Or Pray

Okay, I'll admit it, I rarely pray for my work.  I thrive on challenges and being busy,  so if something is stressful, prayer is the second option after a deep breath.  ("I know I raised her better than this," I hear my mother weeping.) Monday, my status message said that I planned on having a … Continue reading Pout Or Pray

Ecclesiastes for the Gridiron

I like sports because it provides a microcosm of human nature from which to draw spiritual or personal applications. On the way home from church today, I listened to ESPN radio as they analyzed football teams and it got me thinking about two teams with very similar colors (red and yellow/gold) but very different seasons. … Continue reading Ecclesiastes for the Gridiron