in our poverty

The Bread Metaphor, Applied

I have an apparently irresistible tendency to speak in terms of metaphors… My wife and I have been together for over 20 years, and our familiarity with one another aids, at least a little bit, our communication. For example, if I were to be driving home...

Energy Transfer

The fabric of our individual life is composed of threads—of little strands that run through our life and are woven together to form the unique fabric, with its own texture and color and pattern, that is ours and ours alone. As life progresses and the years...

The Gold Star Children

I could make this into a very long post, but I will keep it brief and let the quote’s elegant simplicity speak for itself. I dedicate it, with a profound sorrow and heartfelt respect, to children—and their soldier-fathers who have fallen in battle: They are the...

Letting One Another Be

I’ve gotten used to the fact that I often miss the blatantly obvious. Maybe most people are like this (or maybe not, I don’t know), but sometimes it takes just the right words presented in just the right way at just the right time, and in...

Why I Don’t Do the Survey Thing

Sometimes I will take a survey, but very rarely. I learned pretty quickly that the questions in most surveys frustrate me, and that my responses to most questions frustrate the person asking. This post should help explain why. I’m working on a small assignment for school...

On Solid Ground?

I’ve mentioned that I get emails from folks; emails of the “pass this along to your friends because they need to know” variety. These are usually political or socio-economic or religious in nature, and usually tinged with a bit of rancor and/or fear. (Although, come to...

Killing a Car

The title of this post succinctly points to the issue at hand, which I suppose is what a good title is supposed to do. Killing a car. How do you kill something that isn’t alive? You don’t. You can’t. But it can feel like it. I’m...