Sitting in our dark paneled living room (think: 1970’s plywood and not English Hunting Lodge), a room I’ve spent a lot of time in over the last 4 years, the corner to my right is calling for my attention. It’s been emptied of the desk and chair that normally fill it in order to make … More Moving Boxes
There are times I have to stop and think what year it is. Am I alone in this? 2021 has gone by so incredibly fast, it’s almost as if it didn’t happen. And yet here we are, recovering from feasting on Thanksgiving and staring down the Holidays and the culmination of yet another trip ’round … More Thankfuls
For more than a year, even prior to Covid and all that ensued as a result, I’ve worked from home. My preferred spot for work is the table near the window in our front room. It’s a huge arched window, like something out of a church in France. For years I had an office with … More Acorns and Oaks
This Spring we took our kids home to North Carolina to see family and friends while they were on break from school. We passed into the Smoky mountains of Tennessee/NC Border just as dawn began to break through the dark. Even now as I write it, I’m transported back to that moment and to the … More Searching for a Thing Called Joy
As my friend and I munched on warm chips and hot queso I was struck by the thought, “I wish we’d done this more often.” Yet, like so many times in life I was late to the game. While we ate good food and talked about what was going on in each of our lives … More It’ll Cost Ya, but It’s Worth It
Just as Covid swept in and locked us all down in March of 2020, my oldest daughter and I started a new routine: going for a run 3 days a week. We’ve kept up with it through Spring, Summer, Fall and most of Winter which I gotta say, I’m as surprised as anyone. I wasn’t … More (Street) Light and Shadow
Everyone faced a nearly innumerable amount of challenges in 2020, most of which have carried into 2021, and most due in no small part to the onset of the Covid-19 pandemic. The one which is bemoaned almost universally (I say almost because my brother has actually enjoyed this part) is the disappearance of face-to-face interaction. For … More Face to Face
Henry Mathias Dalton. The Reverend H.M. Dalton. Mac. Daddy. He had many names. Which one you used depended on how you knew him. I just called him Papa. He was born at the start of the 20th century, in 1911. His mother died in 1922, after which he and his 7 siblings were shuffled … More Papa
I began this year much like I’m ending it: sitting at the table in our front room, bathed in the light of the sun through the biggest window in our home, typing away on my laptop. I’ve sat in this same spot pretty much every Monday-Friday this year, as I began working from home even … More How It Started vs How It’s Going
How passing through the Appalachian mountains in the dark became a metaphor for my faith in 2020. … More Mountains in the Dark
The Wading Pool 