This post is about the greatest gift I received when I got married. Yes, we’re almost there!
With a few notable exceptions, Christmas 1964 was a repeat of Christmas 1963. D and I hadn’t seen each other for the last 12 months. This time, D chose to take the Greyhound bus all the way. No car. His luggage arrived with him, Read the rest of this entry »
Do you ever second-guess your writing? I do. Take a look at this George MacDonald sonnet about writing. My comments follow. Read the rest of this entry »
Click on painting
to see the following text in
Howard Finster’s own hand.
The painting is titled “God Bless You All.”
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Visions of Other Worlds
My troubles
came by
people
not animels Read the rest of this entry »
Are we almost there? I think so.
Starvation Rations
That’s what I call the connections between D and me during our long, seemingly endless engagement. We had tons of hope, love and trust. They go a long way. But I really missed Read the rest of this entry »
distant images
beckon beyond vibrant hues
of giant blossoms
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Click on corridor photo to see distant image. Read the rest of this entry »
Here’s another Amy poem for children everywhere. Especially, but not only young children in unsafe situations. Amy Carmichael spent most of her life in South India living with and for young Indian children.
Most were girls; some were boys. Many were temple children, Read the rest of this entry »
Telling the Truth 