Before our beginning a long time ago. There began a story of love and woe. It’s a story of giving and of love, It’s about a man that came from above. This man was made of the finest things. His hair was made of golden strings His feet were made of fine brass. His conscience was as clear as a pane of glass. His heart was as good as the world is round If his love were a liquid we all would drown He has a face so perfect it made the angels cry. To save our souls from damnation...
An old man, probably some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the park bench. He didn’t move, just sat with his head down staring at his hands. When I sat down beside him he didn’t acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if he was okay. Finally, not really wanting to disturb him but wanting to check on him at the same time, I asked him if he was all right. He raised his head and looked at me and smiled. “Yes, I’m fine, thank you for asking,” he said in a clear strong voice. “I didn’t...
Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it. From a distance, each looks like every other horse. But if one stops the car, or is walking by, one will notice something quite amazing. Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him. This alone is amazing. Listening, one will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, one will see that it comes from the...
“So where does it come from?” the young woman asked. “From a place on the edge of tomorrow looking back at yesterday,” I replied. I’ve been asked so many times about my writing. To the point of embarrassment I read warm, generous comments about my work and deal with them one word at a time. It’s the only way I can accept it. But she wanted to be there where I go to find the words. I couldn’t take her there. I could only describe it from the outside looking in. “I have fallen in love with words,” I told...
Tess was a precocious eight year old when she heard her Mom and Dad talking about her little brother, Andrew. All she knew was that he was very sick and they were completely out of money. They were moving to an apartment complex next month because Daddy didn’t have the money for the doctor bills and their house. Only a very costly surgery could save Andrew now and it was looking like there was no one to loan them the money. She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother with whispered desperation, “Only a miracle can save him now.” Tess...
