The Force That Binds

The Force That Binds

As a man who can be rather stoic at times, I just read a soothing story and have to take a long walk with God to digest the magnitude of it. There is a wooded trail ahead that winds off into the distance. I’ll take that one and see where it goes.I like observing...

A Summer of Solicitude

A Summer of Solicitude

The slow turning of a ceiling fan. Thin alabaster window shades sway in the breeze of an idle summer’s day. Beyond its gentle sway, I can see our garden blossoming like never before. And beyond that, a vast sea of sprouting corn that extends for miles in many...

The Middle of the Night

The Middle of the Night

Twenty years ago, I met a veteran in Colorado Springs, right after my discharge from the service. Regrettably, I don’t remember his name. He came down out of the Rocky Mountains one day each week to work at the engineering laboratory where I was employed as a new...