Freeze Frame
The laughing splashing gurgle of Euni’s fountain is silenced, the cascading cadence frozen mid-chuckle. Yet, sparkling in the sun, the Source, is constant, Joy unceasing. Continue reading Freeze Frame
Category: Riverside Reflections
A few of you may have subscribed to my devotional blog, Riverside Reflections. When I first began blogging, I had a separate blog for my devotions, prayers, and serious intervention for sanctity of life. You know – different writing for different readership. But after a while it felt inauthentic, a little bit like hiding. It was also twice the work!
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The Christmas Card Carol…
No one really has much time to talk about Christmas Cards before Christmas. Many are chanting the Christmas Card Carol (actually a lamentation) in which the first verse deals with the hassle of writing a personal note, the second verse … Continue reading The Christmas Card Carol…
Yielding To The Perfect Whole – Christmas dissatisfaction
I suppose that everyone has people in their lives who are perpetually down or dissatisfied with “The Holidays.” I think, if we’re not careful, any one of us could be this person. Humans can ritualize anything; and Christmas observations are … Continue reading Yielding To The Perfect Whole – Christmas dissatisfaction
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Gifts From The Sea
The beach was slowly filling up with fishing poles, coolers and occupied beach chairs. The Atlantic was gorgeous, shimmering in the slant of the early morning autumn sun, the tide rolling in with a surge of foam and spray. Feet bare, … Continue reading Gifts From The Sea
Where all the leaves are gold…
The sun sets due West today, and the temperature has dipped a little in convenient recognition of my post-summer hunger for long sleeves, colorful socks, pumpkin chocolate chip cookies and hot spiced apple cider. I’m going to buy a bright … Continue reading Where all the leaves are gold…
Visit then this soul of mine
The melody of one of two hymns will rise to a quiet murmur in my subconscious those mornings when I open my eyes to a sky glowing apricot, sometimes pink, above the shutters in our bedroom window. On the wall … Continue reading Visit then this soul of mine
