All Posts By: Byron McCoy

MORNING SONGS

                I rise to spring sounds of birds singing airy notes from black branches silhouetted before a navy sky.  The world is not light, but it is less dark.  The sounds seem as if coming from the depths of a wooded forest, but it is only a few trees in the yard and hedgerows in […]

AN ANSWER

                I don’t know how one can view a sunrise over a natural world and not believe in a Higher Power.  Maybe we don’t call It God (though I do), but Something exists to give order to all that cannot be explained without faith.                 If we are to believe our present scientific theorem—that the […]

A BRIGHTER WORLD

            Maybe I’m a fool, but doesn’t it sometimes take a fool to believe a better reality; and if a fool lives this better vision outright, can he not guide others into his belief?  I’ve lived in the portrayed presence of our Today.  I don’t buy its darkness anymore.  I’ve discovered something more.  It is […]

A WEEK LATE

                “The Lord is my Shepherd, there is nothing I shall want.”  That was last week’s responsorial psalm.  I don’t know how many times I’ve said it in my life, recited these words without thought—hundreds I would guess—but this time was different.  Without Mass as a worshipping body, I read the words from a Missal.  […]

REASONS

          “Why do you do it?” his friend asked.  “Why do you keep writing and sharing when no one asks you to?”           “If I knew, I probably wouldn’t have to write,” Ryan hesitated, thinking before continuing to speak.  “I want the Goodness I feel from it.  I don’t need it for me.  I just […]