On a sense of perspective

On a sense of perspective

To be caught on the winds of the evening and cast up high, high into God’s sunset is to see the world through different eyes. Looking down far I see with fresh perspective how very small we are in all this wide expanse of majesty that we barely notice when it isn’t...
A family resemblance

A family resemblance

He made me buzz off all his locks yesterday. I thought I would be heart broken. But instead I discovered my brother. Underneath all those curls, there was Luke staring back at me. All the strong, sturdy lines of a face I’ve known since 1981. There it was today,...
In between hello and good bye

In between hello and good bye

I’ve spent hundreds of hours of my life in airports. And I still contend there is something magical about them. They sweep us up and out of ourselves; a moment of complete suspension, between one reality and another. And we see more reflected in the windows than...