Hearts and Stars……
On the night that I first saw Bill Byrd, I was picked up at my dorm by one of his fraternity brothers and was escorted to a social event on Auburn’s campus for those of us who were candidates for … Read More
His hands, my hands….
Lamentations 3:41a – Let us lift up our hearts and our hands to God in heaven. Hands have been of particular interest to me since the time that the Lord really got my attention and I rededicated my life to … Read More
Another time around…..
When I have attended United Methodist events, the prayer rooms all seem to have a common feature- a labyrinth. It seems that some with a spiritual bent all seem to think that we should be walking the labyrinth to connect … Read More
‘Round and around and around…..
A year ago, while in a psychology class, one of the assignments was to draw a picture that represented one’s life. I drew the doodle shown here. The hand with the heart represents, for me, God’s love and providential work … Read More
Cardinals, candy, and God……
From a journal entry 12/27/2001: It’s quite nippy today. I’ve put out birdseed and there’s a lot of squawking and chirpping and coming and going. I had fretted over the absence of birds, especially cardinals recently, thinking the cats might … Read More
Empty mangers, crippled lambs….
A few days ago I stopped at a little antique shop along Hwy 231 in Cottondale, Florida, that I enjoy browsing from time to time. It is owned by Deborah Bush, a Cherokee Indian woman about my age. We enjoy … Read More
Snakes die at sunset…..
Some counseling theories are based on exploring “early recollections” of clients in an attempt to relate them to current attitudes, values, fears, feelings, or behaviors. When asked about earliest memories in a recent class on counseling theories, I recounted these: … Read More