What do you call a man who has found a great treasure
and then left it in a ditch
to a catch a lift
when it didn’t fit in the backseat?
Do you call him
A madman?
An idiot?
Hell-bound?
Pitiable?
Or do you simply call him lost Continue reading “A Load Less Carried”
I come with questions
With desires
With complaints
With confusion
Yet I am sent out with joy!How? Continue reading “The Feet Will Follow”
When we find our wells of Peace have run dry
The world, within and without, misaligned
Into despair, the Incarnate Child
Brings his Hope and his Way Continue reading “Manger Song”
In Pursuit of More 