Onward, onward, don't look back For looking backward to the past Leads to death, A death crystalline Mineralized atoms Reluctance...

A song for the morning. [CAPO 3: C, G, F, Am and variations ] Verse 1 - G/C Who am I to put this pen to paper Who am I to write the...

This morning, it took me one-and-a-half hours to eat two halves of a donut. I say "two halves" because they were, in fact, two halves — o...

Then he will speak to them in his wrath, and terrify them in his fury, saying, “I have set my king on Zion, my holy hill.”  ~ Psalm 2:5-6...

...But do not ignore this one fact, beloved, that with the Lord one day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like one...

On July 22, 2020, I ate a peach. The sky broke open with sunshine like every other day, the Flathead River flowed liquid turquoise, and...

I used to think they were so stupid Stubborn Hard-headed Harder-hearted To want to go back to Egypt Where they were kicked and killed,...

Like whiplash, it must have been. Like déjà vu. —I love you. Remain in me, and I’ll remain in you. —I am going away. —Remain in me. —I am...

(for Josh) Truly, you hurt Rocks fall in your mind and you hurt The right ones fall And the wrong ones lodge in the back of your mind...

Glacier N.P., Going-to-the-Sun Road, August 2020 - Photo by Christina Adele Hon You once told me that the very things I see as...

Airplane: Where I (used to) feel closest to God A mode of transportation. “A powered flying vehicle with fixed wings and a weight greater...

I need to hit the pause button so I can hit my knees And tell God all the things my words could never speak They say to close my eyes,...

It’s almost Christmas, and here I am thinking about Easter. I guess that’s not so terrible—people of faith cannot believe in Life without...

They were alive for a while And then suddenly they were not— Like a sick and dying brother: My dreams For a while we played together...

So when it comes to sitting in the Garden, in the Presence of God, the best thing you can be is you, without the armor.

Colors fading into night— I hold the day in the sunset. Reds, deep as Flathead cherries, Oranges, vibrant like the buffaloberries you saw...