Some may call me obdurate in my belief That babies everywhere aren't born full of hate. Someone has to teach those little ones to loathe others For racism and other isms to carry a lot of weight. I love to see the toddlers laughing and hugging, Not mindful of any kind of differences there. So... Continue Reading →
Rodney was known as a fickle prince, No one girl was enough for him. He didn't try to understand fidelity, Thinking he was such a gift to them. Intimacy was for girls, he thought, He was just looking for some quick fun. But, like every cad whose ever lived, A situation arose he couldn't overcome.... Continue Reading →
Lost without knowing why, Love can fade away. It must be nurtured With grateful words each day. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #157 from Sammiscribbles. The prompt is Fade, and we are asked to write a poem or prose in eactly 17 words.
Habakkuk 3:17-18 Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food,though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.... Continue Reading →
Dreams accompanied by determination are fulfilled. Written for the Saturday Six Word Story Prompt from My Random Ramblings. The prompt today is Dreams.
I went to bed Friday with a fever and woke up with a higher fever. I freaked out, admittedly. I was so scared, not so much of dying from the virus, but of suffering in a hospital for weeks, due to my compromised immune system. Ever since I survived colon cancer, any time something feels... Continue Reading →
Nearly 40 years ago, I wrote a monthly devotional for the small church where I preached my first sermon, and I loved the study and hard work and prayer that helped me be successful at it. So, here is the first of a new series. Psalm 44:3 It was not by their sword that they won... Continue Reading →
I remember once thinking that I would never have a message to share with the world. I thought that being born in the poorest part of town meant that you would always be there, among people who looked lost and dejected, their only salvation found in a bottle of bourbon, or, when the income tax... Continue Reading →
Dance to the tunes that make you happiest in life. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt #155 for Sammiscribbles: Tune in 10 words.
We are all in this crisis together Is the fabric of our society. We're not alone in the struggle, That belief lessens our anxiety. But, lately the fabric is fraying, Torn by protests and lies told. Politicians wanting elderly lives sacrificed Just so a few doodads can be sold. "There're more important things than living,"... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 