Who Thinks
Who thinks himself less errs
Being only as bad as others.
Who thinks himself better blunders
Above neither sisters, nor brothers.
Who thinks he will never be
Plucked plump-ripe-luscious from life’s tree
Is thinking like a bumblebee
Whose face is stuck for hours
In four hundred different flowers.
Closet Full of Keys
How cool is it when God discloses His thoughts within us while we’re studying scripture or simply taking a walk? It's often thrilling and sometimes quite intimate.
These impressions come from God as guidance for difficult decisions, answers to unravel puzzling questions, or keys to opening promises to advance our walk in the . . .
Fashion Statement
Puttin' On the Ritz
When I taught in the classroom some years back I resisted wearing a necktie. I resented the notion that merely wearing a tie made me a professional.
My principal had a different view, not to mention higher rank. He insisted that wearing a tie presents a professional and authoritative appearance to colleagues and to students. Now, I’m . . .
Being Your Own Parents
Stay the Course
A parent will sometimes capitulate to a child’s mood, discomfort, confusion, illness or erratic schedule. Mommy or Daddy knows that such concessions are temporary and in deference to present circumstances. Parents are aware that what they count as an allowance, the child might count as a precedent.
When granting ourselves slack to . . .
No One Writes Like You
Today you take pen in hand.
You write one page
Of the history of your life.
No one writes it for you
Because they cannot.
You inscribe its heights, its depths,
It’s raw and common glory.
No one knows, yet, how it will read.
So much is in your hands. 
Tomorrow, when this page is read,
. . .
