Wednesday, September 26, 2012


“Pray
 that your loneliness
 may spur you
 into finding something to live for,
 great enough to die for.”

                          ~ Dag Hammarskiold (Swedish diplomat, economist, and author - 1905-1961)







Sunday, September 23, 2012


“Heaven goes by favor.
If it were by merit,
You would stay out
And your dog would go in.”

~Mark Twain



Good-bye Beloved Chloe
9/23/12




“Until one has loved an animal,
A part of one’s soul
Remains unawakened.”

~ Anatole France





Monday, September 17, 2012


Pajama Pants and Home

God has favored her.
  Gigs to speak.
  Times to teach.
  Songs to sing.
  Writings touching hearts.
  Lives are trained.
  Hearts are changed.

God has favored her.
  Friends surround.
  House is sweet.
  The Lunch Bunch teases.
  The cat cuddles.

God has favored her.
  Writing.
  Painting.
  Singing.
  Playing guitar.
  Wishful drums.

God has favored her.
  Not a lot of money
  But car is good.
  Clothes are bought.
  Savings grow.
  Projects are accomplished.
  Trips are taken.

God has favored her.
  But she left her pajama pants
  By mistake
  In the hotel room
  In the other state
  Where she grew up.
  They are mailing them COD
  To her.
  But how, how
  Can they return
Mt. Juliet, Tennessee
  Her longing
  For her home?

She is favored and so blessed in one place

While her heart loves and longs for another….

Monday, September 10, 2012




The House of Cards

The last one or two cards still stand
But only for a short while.
This card house is almost down.
Gone.
Chapters and book closed.

Her pain throbs because
She knows
This deck of cards
Will never be again.

Yet it's a few, old cards from her past, who,
With a twinkle in their eyes and 
Holy laughter in their hearts,
Feed her raspberry pie
and advise, “Move forward." 

How did they know she was stuck,
Aching for what was behind;
Empty with what is;
Afraid in what might never, ever be?

She grabs the last of the boxes,
Loads a piece of furniture,
Rescues a recipe or two.
Makes polite conversation.
Then says a silent good-bye to the few cards left standing
Before the door is closed,
Before those last cards fall
For good.

And that, that . . . is her hope.
             


"Surely . . . goodness, mercy, and unfailing love 
shall follow me all the days of my life 
and through the length of my days 
the house of the Lord [and His presence] 
shall be my dwelling place." 
~ Psalm 23:6, Amplified Version