I remember, as a child, they were always there. They would save us a pew as my mother and father worked to ready my sister and I for mass, and we arrived “right on time” or “just a little late”—same as I do with our children now. My grandmother and grandfather were there; […]
Browsing Category: Journal Pages
Journal Pages / Short Story
MORNING GUEST
He sat again with his angel again, resting at kitchen table with steam of coffee rising as sign and incense between vision of the two. “I’ve been reading Deuteronomy,” he shared. “I don’t think I’ve ever read it before, but the review and words of Moses at his end; his reiteration to honor […]
Journal Pages / Short Story
WITH MORNING SUN
He sat with the morning sun, with the cricket songs of late summer season that played day and night within surrounding fields. He sat with the vines, wet in after-rain, as droplets traced, beaded and fell downward from low tendrils and once-trumpet lily blooms brought to fruit by bees and beaks of hummingbirds drawn […]
Journal Pages / Quick Thought
KEEP WRITING
What’s the point in a story if we don’t believe it ourselves?
Journal Pages
MESSENGER OR FOOL
Messenger or fool? Does it really matter? Maybe it takes being the latter to ever have chance at becoming the first: living, giving, and telling the pieces of us we know better than to share but desire to speak and share all the same. Maybe knowing better isn’t always a faculty of reason but […]
Journal Pages / Quick Thought
ALIGNMENT
For three days, I have serviced, repaired, and immediately after watched a rotary disk mower-conditioner self-destruct. For three days, I read the manual, servicing all pieces shown, replacing all worn parts, aligned timing marks for disk rotations—all as the manuals instructed—and, on engaging and starting the mower once again, witnessed its immediate annihilation of […]
Journal Pages
MR. LESSMORE
I read to my daughter last night. It was a book we had not shared together in many years; a children’s book that, like most beautiful stories, says something more and different as we grow and learn its telling in different life lights. It told of a man who loved books, who began […]