Between Denver and Dakar, Day 11

Dear David, Soak in the words of these verses from Isaiah 54:9-10: ""This exile is just like the days of Noah for me: I promised then that the waters of Noah would never again flood the earth. I'm promising now no more anger, no more dressing you down. For even if the mountains walk away and the hills... Continue Reading →


Between Denver and Dakar, Day 10

Dear David, End of a long day . . . I'm sure yours have felt even longer. Although I have only received a couple of emails from you, I treasure the knowledge that you are okay. No news is good news. After almost missing my flight this morning due to an alarm clock malfunction, I... Continue Reading →

Making Merry with TSA and Teddy Bear

“It is Thanksgiving at TSA,” a harried security employee quipped, as my line slowly moved through the body scanner at the airport. Her lined face aged as holiday-goers crept forward. Carry-ons through x-ray machine. Shoes off. “Sir, SIR, belt off. That’s right, Sir. You must take your belt off.” Arms up. Stand right there. Stand... Continue Reading →

Juxtaposition. Curling of brokens and browns.

Yesterday, shivers made merry with the glorious reds and yellows outside my living room windows. A summer hold-out finally gave in to the claim of lingering frost, green leaves transforming themselves into their pre-winter wardrobe. Today, reds and yellows curled into brokens and browns, dropping away with the wind.  Beauty. Here for a day. Now... Continue Reading →

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