I don’t write to please you
I don’t look for your approval
I write because I want to
because I’m called to Continue reading
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Inspired by “The Sandlot”

When the older kids were little, we used to watch “The Sandlot” all the time, and in that movie, they showed a picture of young boys on a baseball field. You could tell they were friends. You could tell they were memories. Seeing an adult having those “memories” beside him in a frame inspired me to take a picture of Kyle and his friends ten years ago. Continue reading
“Impossible Silence”
it’s hard for a poet to hide
hard for a writer to remain unseen Continue reading
Laces Out
Yesterday, Kyle was coaching a tackle football game and wanted me to be there. You know what’s neat? He wants me to be at ALL of them. This isn’t even something Nathan’s in. It’s Kyle coaching the offense, and I’m honored to be asked and pleased to be there for him, and at yesterday’s game, I walked away with more than one treasure. Continue reading
Craving Goodness
Sometimes, I don’t understand how to fit in or if I want to. Sometimes, it feels like people make life seem harder than it needs to be. Sometimes, my parenting is questioned, so I question my parenting. Whatever the thoughts may be, I always remember to look at them through God’s eyes and only ponder thoughts that are in line with heaven. Continue reading
A First and Last Meal
On Saturday, Katie told me (with much excitement) that she and her boyfriend had been approved for a place and would be moving in together at the end of the month. [The first place fell through.] When I received the news, I didn’t cry. I thought, “Oh, maybe it’s because I cried the first time around,” but I was wrong…way wrong. Continue reading
“Never Empty”
no one sees
the closeness of You
in me
in You
complete
behind closed doors
as You Father me
in You
in me
complete
my heart cries out
Your Love pours in
and changes thoughts
to let go of sin
life of freedom
freedom of life
in You
through me
complete
“Burning Passion”
I cannot even contain
the passion in my heart for God
I want to tell all of earth
what He’s done in me Continue reading
“Michael”
an arrow
a direction
a calling from God
when no one seemed to care
God knew Continue reading
