Blog Archives

Granddad I am

Is this how it was for you, In the greenhouse after 60something? Words just don’t come out right. You get playfully joked at yet the jokes get old quicker then anyone sees. You have been the pillar of cultural greenhouse

Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , ,
Posted in journal, old age, random thoughts, religion, true christian response, Warrior Poet, work place

Contentment

A drive on the blue ridge parkway today. She :you’ve been relaxed. Me, I’m contented. I don’t be feel ambushed at work, life or financially… At least untill I try to retire. Spent a splendid weekend with friends in Richmond,

Posted in Uncategorized

treading white water

one can grasp the power of water. feeling it’s rush and crash over a rocky spill way. being in a boat rushing through a cause way of rocks and lodged trees Is fun, for a moment… to the seasoned that

Tagged with: , , , , , ,
Posted in depression, grief, journal, life over 50, managment, old age, random thoughts, Uncategorized, work place

Trama/therapy/greif

The last five years has been a turbulence of pain, physically and emotionally. Let me be clear from the onset, I know my only hope in life a death is that I belong to Jesus the Lord. Four years ago,I

Posted in Uncategorized

Nathan and joel

I’m not depressed! These two prophets spoke to me. It’s ok, the prophet Joel speaks of locust devoring a crop(a person) in three degrees. Landing chewing smashing…well sorta. It’s like sin, how it seaps in surrounds, gets into one and

Posted in Uncategorized

depression

Originally posted on gasping for air:
Joy killing brain intoxicated chain. Blame it on my geans . Na It’s my own damn fault. Hank Williams  country singers they have something Joy..happiness a gift from God. Is it that I’m not…

Posted in Uncategorized

My bleeding 💓

its a long road at 62. Friends die , friendships faid. Realizing you’ll never make the pure of heart team. But then again I’m not in the tri-outs. Some one took my place, and placed me on The team. Why

Posted in Uncategorized

living in grief

Some place i need to be to speak to your ears that cant hear me. your ears hear the heavenly stuff, i only hear tinnitus. A walk in the wild flower preserve of shenk’s ferry suggests a place to talk

Tagged with: , ,
Posted in church planting, depression, grief, journal, random thoughts, religion, resolutions, tinnitus, true christian response, Warrior Poet

friendships

Originally posted on gasping for air:
“A friend may well be reckoned a masterpiece of nature”. Emerson wrote. death of a friend or family member leaves you alone. obviously i guess, but since my mom died shortly before thanksgiving i…

Posted in Uncategorized

Sticky vs slimy

The day ended in a snowy 2+ inches. Drawing traffic here in Lancaster to a crawl. I watched and was engrossed in work as everyone in the office got in their cars and went home. Dreading the bus commute ,

Posted in Uncategorized

Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

May 2024
M T W T F S S
 12345
6789101112
13141516171819
20212223242526
2728293031