On Parting the Red Sea

Today I was speaking to my father on the telephone and we were having a conversation about God. Over the past few weeks, I have had a strong spiritual calling that I can’t explain. Every time I try to turn to writing or my blog to explain the phenomena that have...
An Ode to Thanks-Giving

An Ode to Thanks-Giving

Many of the poorest people I know are actually the happiest. Their days may be filled with strife of how to put a warm meal on the table, but once they settle down for dinner, they always give thanks. They know the value of that meal and the value of their family....
The Ballerina

The Ballerina

I was sitting outside a coffee shop this afternoon, when the radio started playing a beautiful song. My mind searched for the name of it and then suddenly I remembered. “Memory” from the Andrew Lolyd Webber musical, Cats. It’s a song that has a hold...