Browsing Category: Journal Pages

MOVING ON

                I don’t like Hemingway like I used to.  I don’t like his absorption in past problems, his superficial love, his false manliness.  It is an air that impresses those still searching for self—because it is their story—but there comes a point when one must move on in life and literature.                  Still, I thought […]

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 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.  […]