Category Archives: praying

A closed mouth and an open mind

Clarity comes in waves, often we face it with mouths wide open and our minds sealed shut. Experiencing loss is that proverbial shake that serves to remind us that the time we have is loaned. I’ve come to a realization, albeit kicking and screaming. Knowing that I have sold myself short more times that IContinue reading “A closed mouth and an open mind”

My declaration to death

Death… You have come into my orbit more than I would like, but I feel compelled to advise you of the not-so obvious. I don’t cry because you’ve won. I don’t cower in the shadow of your perceived power. On the contrary. I cry… I stand weary and burdened because of my selfishness. I sayContinue reading “My declaration to death”

We’re not getting out – An epiphany

I’ve alluded to it before. Of my faults, shortcomings and contradictions I can say definitely that naiveté might be the most dangerous flaw of the lot. I mentioned in a previous piece about the need for us to float in the sea of our contradictions to ensure that we don’t drown beneath the depths. AContinue reading “We’re not getting out – An epiphany”

If it isn’t heavy, it should be

If it weren’t for the scourge of short memories and wanton impatience, we would remember that… Our faith should always be heavier than our burdens, so that which casts shadows in our path  can be supplanted with the glory that is stored up for us.

The art of creating

My passions are clustered closely together, sharing the commonality of creation. Whether it is my excursions into the depths of nature, earnestly searching for the face of God, but being content with hearing his heartbeat. Or my cobbling together of words in an effort to make sense of my place, my role on this planet.Continue reading “The art of creating”

Food for the soul – An epiphany

As for me consistent inconsistency should be heralded, applauded and embraced, it keeps me nimble. Human beings are fickle and the pedestals we place them on are often of shoddy quality as the materials that we use, are often comprised of our expectations. I use to despair of the travails of life, until I realizedContinue reading “Food for the soul – An epiphany”