The extremists in this country are pinning us against them. The “them” is varied depending on the fear. It is the “gays” when marriage needs be defended, or the torch of moral righteous needs to be relit. After all, it’s… Read More »When We Become Them: facing extremism around the world.
This week I was going to write about racism and prejudice in America. I have all my notes right here next to me. However, as I have learned in life, I must go with the flow, even though I have… Read More »Sharing my Life with You
This is a mingling of thoughts and rambles that bounce around together following a couple of honest questions … Why are differences so hard for people to accept? Why are we so stuck on concepts like right and wrong? In… Read More »A mingling of Thoughts & Rambles bouncing around Together
I am moved by the tragedy I see surrounding me. So many people desire to heal; yet, they hold on to the pain that causes the wounds of suffering to bleed. Over and over again, this country bleeds itself into… Read More »When Hearts divide, our Souls Collide
The Image of God and the Religions that forgot Him God created human beings in his image. However, it has been through our human image that we have come to know God. We have looked toward ourselves to shape an… Read More »The Image of God and the Religions that forgot Him
We are all human – of one race. I’ve been watching, reading, hearing, and most of what is expressed by my fellow human beings, has me shaking my head. I feel the bitterness, ugliness, apathetic and cynical undertone that dilutes… Read More »Inspired by the Ugliness on Comment Boards
In darkness we crave even a shimmer of light. In the shadow of that shimmer we move. It is toward the warmth of light we grow, until consumed in light. Once in the light we are renewed and see no… Read More »The Light
I found the depth of my soul in the voice of my heart. And I speak shallow but hear strong. I do not know if time will undo this silence, but I cannot ignore the words. “So speak,” I hear… Read More »Words of my Angels
I don’t Love her as A sailor or A fisherman loves The open sea I don’t Need to be Tested on A boat Knocked Around to Admire her In love I love The ocean from The wave to The beach… Read More »With Her
Our Water to Wine There is a sea Of potential and A land full of Greed and I find in between Is where My soul does Grieve With all We kill And all We war with Money in Pocket We… Read More »Our Water to Wine