Like a sponge I soak in myself. What about me? That's not fair. Why, God, Why? Questions without answer. Answers without question. All focused on ME--oh, and my friends Myself and I. Why do I selfishly center my focus inward? A word that recently captured my mind and is taking up residence is this: Center … Continue reading I’m Dripping in Self-Absorbsion
I had a dream some three years ago. It was in no way an ordinary moment of unconsciousness, checkered with ramblings of the day without any sense of reason, No, I believe it was Heaven sent. July 16, 2012: Awkward would best describe the way I feel. Like wearing a pair of high heels … Continue reading Time Does Not Heal All Wounds, But, Jesus Does
When I was a wee young lad, before I would color a picture in a coloring book, I would use my crayon to draw a dark line over the top of the black bolded edge of the drawing, careful not to run outside the line, but stay right on top with my Crayola. Then, I would shade in with the … Continue reading Is it Acceptable to Color Outside the Lines?