“…I’ve worked through my fear of feeling foolish. Doesn’t it take a certain degree of foolishness to open up to anyone: to leave ourselves exposed to all kinds of risks and hurts? But doesn’t the same foolishness also open ourselves to all kinds of good that might come too? Before, I guarded myself in […]
Browsing Tag: Byron McCoy
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UNDEFINED
“Well you don’t know much about me. I’ll explain it as best I can…” The song played in the kitchen as dinner wound to a close. They listened to the melody, the harmony, its lyrics, and the song added further calm to an already peaceful room. Listening to their sound, the little boy […]
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EYES, MINDS, AND WORLDS
I like believing what I share might add a positive to someone’s day, might show someone that they’re special, raise their spirit in some small way. I like beginning my mornings seeking to create something kind, a ray of light because I believe—a beginning like that—can illuminate the rest of a day. Maybe I’m […]
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VALUE
I don’t know how to impress people when I want. I don’t know how to attract attention when I seek it—not that I want it often or from many—but there are times when I do. I used to be able to walk onto a field and just take over. I could outrun, outhit, outhustle […]
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RIGHT TIME
I don’t know if there is ever a right time to say something. I’ve found that if I wait, hold something back I wished to give, the right time becomes past and words I wished to speak remain unsaid. When sharing, I’ve found words and acts offered unexpected, or unwanted, most often come out […]
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LITTLE BLACK BOOK
I had one for everywhere I went. I still do. I had it if I needed it, if I found a little time and needed, or wanted, to feel something. Somedays I’d return to an old entry, but mostly I would add another that was new. It was what I did when I was […]
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BEAUTIFUL MESS
I’m putting out mineral for cattle. I’m in a hurry and couldn’t tell you why. I have all day. The ground is still wet, and the Jeep slides everywhere we go. I walk the bags of mineral to where they’re placed—the blocks of salt as well—because even the Jeep will not make it where […]
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TRUE SPRING
We’re told our world is scary, But—outside—it is not so. The grass is green. There’s blooms on trees. Spring is as it seems: Sometimes cold, sometimes warm; Sometimes clear, sometimes storms; All aligned to God’s Design. Fear not man’s alarums For Truth, Good, and Life Anew —like Spring— Will soon break through. […]
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BOY’S WORLD
There is a difference in boys and girls, and it is apparent from the moment when they wake. There is nothing quiet about my boys. Their sounds and movement are made known the instant that they rise. They sleep in the same room, and when one stirs, they ensure the other is not far […]
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POWER IN A SMILE
My heart fixes fast when it feels a similar spirit. It won’t force or fit to what does not pair, but when it senses another like itself, it desires strong to learn its company. I used to think I was messed up, that my affinities were first to the flesh, and that—because I saw […]