I'm signed up for a working writers' conference this weekend in which I'm suppose to bring a fresh idea for a book. The objective is to storyboard the concept and craft a book proposal. Days pass and here I sit with a bushel of half-finished projects. I cannot justify starting another one. My best friend insists …
The Charade
I am the Wizard of Oz Hiding behind a curtain of my own design Blogs flashing, words splashing Mask of purpose firmly in place All in an attempt to hide my insignificance Sometimes in the midst of self-doubt, I feel like a charlatan. Just as the Wizard of Oz controlled his masterful devices from behind a veil …
A Puppet and the Alabaster Jar
Today is fresh with possibilities. I want to learn more about the craft of writing so I can paint beautiful words upon the canvas of life. Yet more than this, I want to be become real because I know what God can do with real. He can take our humanity and mix in His Spirit and create healing oil. …
“Cookie Down”
"Cookie down!" My daughter, Andy, screamed! The rest of us looked up from our dough sculpturing projects to see billows of black smoke coming out of the kitchen.    A few minutes earlier, Andy had noticed something cloudy in the air and gone into the kitchen to investigate. Upon opening the oven door, smoke belched out because one …
The Waiting…
I have dreams... hidden in my heart as seeds of hope. Dreams once whispered through darkness tucked inside husk of soul. The waiting can be so very long. The husk remains unbroken…for years...until life crushes and a tiny crack appears. Seventeen years ago while living in Amsterdam, I began having unique dreams. In one of them, I saw granaries …
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