Browsing Category: Journal Pages

        Back east, I went for a run this morning wearing off flight and letharg of many meals.  It felt good to move.  In sky, I listened to a sound I love: flight after flight of geese in song, in rise from harbored sanctuary of the open tidal rivers of the shore for day feeding […]

               “Don’t be afraid to fail!  It’s the only way that you get better!” my daughter’s coach shouts to her from side of court.                Volleyball game, my daughter serves.  She’s winning point after point, but the team they’re playing is far from the toughest they will face, and while hitting target places on the […]

               I know what I ought to do.  That doesn’t mean I will or that, doing, I’ll succeed.                I ought to sign off.  I ought to sign out—be done and away with the distractions.                 The attention isn’t real.  It’s just others killing idle time—no different than my own spend of what cannot be […]

               I turn forty today—one of those birthdays with a zero at the end that are made to be a milestone.  Whether it is or isn’t, like most in life, it’s what we choose to make it.                I wake at the same time (actually slept in—started my day only a few minutes before five).  […]

               Do you believe in God and scriptural sings?  Do you believe God gifts messages and affirmations in design and orders laid before us for discernment?                I do.                There is a land auction today.  It touches ground I own (or, more accurate, am making payments for).                 I am going.  I intend to […]

               Maybe some day another will read, check-in and follow up.  It will be sign of another’s interest, sign of another’s care: their value we exist.                 If not, trouble not: our life is not their worry.                Neither is it ours.  Our life is not our own; it’s for the purpose that we serve.  […]

               Maybe some day another will read, check-in and follow up.  It will be sign of another’s interest, sign of another’s care: their value we exist.                 If not, trouble not: our life is not their worry.                Neither is it ours.  Our life is not our own; it’s for the purpose that we serve.  […]