Browsing Category: Journal Pages

        I am taking my son and a friend of his hunting today.  They are the main effort.  I put them in blinds and I sit on bales, stillhunt through wooded draws in hope, should I kick one up, they flush the boys’ way.         I see a doe in the timber.  She sees […]

               Most of the time, he sat alone—east side of the church where the light falls through in glow onto morning Mass.  Without knowing, he was unsuspecting, easy to miss until—in repetition—one noticed how consistently he was there, everywhere it seemed.                If God ever places angels among us, I believe they’d be like him—forgettable […]

               “Dad, are we Christian or Catholic?” my youngest son asks on drive to gym and basketball practice.                “We are both,” I answer.  “Catholicism is the first Christian Church founded by Peter as appointed by Jesus.”                He is in fourth grade, but he is thinking to his future.  He is thinking of girls, […]

        I’m disking a field today.  It’s been a while since I’ve ran one.  I am finding it therapeutic—as work with good and observable results often can be.         The field I am working is covered in ruts.  It was a wet spring and, sometimes, you have to make the best go of a […]