This journey we’re on
Looking at the many intersections in life and questions we face along the way.
Life, faith, stuff
LIFE. Each of our lives is a hero’s journey. We may not feel like it a lot of the time. Sometimes we forget what the quest is about. But we’re here, on Earth, on this journey.
FAITH. We are born with a hole — something missing. Then we spend much of our lives trying to fill that hole. Faith is essential in that process. Faith is the stepping out of where I know I am to place confidence in something I haven’t seen or tested yet. If we didn’t have faith, we’d never take risks.
STUFF. On life’s journey, we carry around stuff. Some of it is helpful, some of it holds us back. Some of it we hang on to because we don’t know how to put it aside.
THE INTERSECTIONS OF LIFE. The forks in the road where things get interesting and choices are made. Mostly small choices. Seemingly inconsequential. Until we one day realize that together all those little choices formed the fabric and pattern of our lives. Then we see that they made all the difference. It is here we see what we are made of or yet capable of becoming.
Goodbye East Berlin
November 9, 1989. The images I never thought I’d see: People, lots of them, by and on top of the infamous Berlin Wall. Whole sections of it coming down. It was a miracle unfolding before our eyes.
Giving thanks — not just for one day of the year
Thanksgiving Day is a huge holiday in the US. But gratitude and saying “Thanks” isn’t limited to only that day.
The greatest threat: External or internal?
It’s far less likely that some foreign terrorist is going to come blow up my house or business than that I will do something myself to derail and mess it up.
The power line
It was a dark and stormy night. Thunderclaps aplenty. Then another, really loud noise. Much closer. That couldn’t be good!
Of pinpricks and a Milky Way
How often do you stop and look up at the sky at night? Quite possibly not that often. Because we tend to be in a hurry to get home. It’s dark. And there’s nothing to see up there anyway. Except there is …
The old man and the kid
What do an old man, an 18-year-old guy and live broadcast television have to do with how to live life?
Riding the train across the USA: Part 1 — Little Rock, Arkansas — Washington, DC
Almost imperceptibly the train starts moving. Very gently it eases out from the platform. The adventure is beginnning.