To Be Human Again in the Busy Season

I’m awake, it’s dark, and sounds from the television are muffled under my door. It must be morning, but why is it so dark? Slow to rise, I limber my legs over the edge of the bed to look at the clock; 2:30am. I debate laying back down, but the urgency to pee is pushing…

Nearer

I awoke this morning wondering where I’ve been. Oh, I’m not physically lost, however I have felt a spiritual struggle, losing myself amongst the world and its distractions in this last week. A vivid picture of me holding Jesus’s hand as a small child floods my memory, both of us barefoot walking on a dirt…

A Distracting Environment

Reading at the local coffee shop is not ideal for me. Initially I wanted to write today as I do each Tuesday here, but after eating lunch, I felt like reading. Once settled in a back corner leather seat, I open No More Dragons, by Jim Burgen. My eyes scan the page for where I…

The Waiting Room

We are listeners, hearers, and watchers engrossed in our technologies surrounded by white walled waiting. Commercials and annoying distant music break the silence, but do not distract our bowed heads from our illuminating lighted gadgets that entice us to type and swipe.