How’s that College Bible Class?

“Genesis is simply a book of poetry.” “First and Second Samuel are historical fiction.” __________________________________ Where do you think you might expect to hear the above statements? In a discussion with another individual about the authenticity of the Bible? During a debate on the same subject? On a college campus?  Probably all of the above. … More How’s that College Bible Class?

Maple Trees, Maple Sugaring, and Soul-Extracting

I didn’t plan to write about trees. It just so happens I saw a poem about willow trees on a website, and a corresponding article about willow trees and aspirin, which prompted me to write about willow trees here. I happened to come across a poem (posted near the end, below) which referenced maple trees, plus it’s also maple … More Maple Trees, Maple Sugaring, and Soul-Extracting

The Willow Tree

  I grew up near a golf course with graceful, majestic willow trees on the edge of the property. The golf course and the trees were just around the block and I loved looking at those beautiful trees. It was private property and it was also a golf course, so it was not an area … More The Willow Tree

The Hungry Soul

For He satisfies the longing soul, And fills the hungry soul with goodness. ~ Psalm 107:9 (NKJV) I’m thinking about this verse… I read it in various translations, but I do like the one above. The NIV says this: for he satisfies the thirsty     and fills the hungry with good things. ~ Psalm 107:9 (NIV) … More The Hungry Soul


Awake (poem) nowhere safe—sunlight seeps, permeates crevices— deep corners awake     © prasanta 2/2017 * Picture taken on a hike in the Black Mountain, NC area. Black Mountain is part of the Appalachian Mountain Range extending from the Blue Ridge.

The Day is Done (by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

The Day is Done By Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   The day is done, and the darkness             Falls from the wings of Night As a feather is wafted downward             From an eagle in his flight.   I see the lights of the village             Gleam through the rain and the mist, And a feeling … More The Day is Done (by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

Writing Every Day

A few months ago, in October, I participated in something called “write31”, which is essentially a link-up for anyone who wanted to blog each day during the month of October. I blogged daily, writing a series on communication. I don’t think anyone else on that link-up list even noticed I joined the link-up, which is fine, … More Writing Every Day

Horizon (poems)

  Horizon: Drawing Lines If you draw a line there And I draw a line here What do we draw beneath and above ourselves Are we walking toward the same inimitable sunset If you put a tree there, and I put a tree here Can we rest under the same shade We see one another, … More Horizon (poems)

Go Back

  We were out on the softball field for gym class. In the outfield, no one else could hear our conversation, way out of earshot of the teacher on duty. My classmate turned to me, hatred and bitterness seething in her eyes. It was another typical hot, sunny, Southern day. I could feel the red … More Go Back

Presence (poem)

image source   Presence    Like snowflakes that softly fall, so is my love for you, landing gently around you, enveloping you like a cloud, a covering of white.   You will feel me, not as a coldness, as the real snow of a real winter, or like the breath of this world, with its … More Presence (poem)

Quotes from MLK, Jr.

Yesterday afternoon, I attended Milwaukee’s 33rd annual Martin Luther King, Jr.’s Birthday Celebration in the downtown performing arts center. I am not sure if the art, writing, and speech contests have been going on for that long, but the city has been celebrating his birthday that long. Other than Atlanta, no other city has officially been … More Quotes from MLK, Jr.

Ski (poem)

Ski   I am deliberating: to ski or not to ski Lifts ensure an effortless climb up the hill Onward glide, but careful not to overdo Venturing down may require a little improv Every turn, take slow, then accelerate Yield, glissade, scatter snow in a flurry Orchestrate a rhythm, a tempo Unloose and fly – … More Ski (poem)

Snow-Fall (poem)

Snow-Fall A single snowflake Floats weightless, airy But millions of flakes falling Land heavy, bring a roof crashing down Branches bend Dip underneath heavy snow Crack and break Descend on a cold hard ground In the stillness of night, do you hear The echo piercing the silence, splitting The earth from sky? Do you seek the … More Snow-Fall (poem)

Christmas Music

The very first Christian music I ever bought was Amy Grant’s. After nearly 20 years (has it really been that long?), she recently released a Christmas album. I have not listened to that one yet, and I heard that a major retailer decided not to carry her album because it wasn’t “Christian enough”. Whatever their decision, … More Christmas Music