Here’s what has happened in the last six months.  My children grew up and moved away.  I was separated and then divorced. I quit my job. I drove a thousand miles to begin a new life. Now that you’re caught up, we can move on.  The pressure is off. I can rest. I have enough to … Continue reading Below the Surface

I’m divorced. Just like that. After nearly thirty-five years of being married, a judge signs the paper, and that’s that. There was more to it, of course. Sparing the dreary details, I had wanted out for years but did not want to face up to it. I remember the day it became clear to me. … Continue reading Elusive Creature

Photo by David MercerI WriteTo fumble for unseen truths To discover the secrets of my heartMake harmony in my soulAnd share it with YouI write to resonate with Your heart

So I performed an outside wedding for a lovely young couple. The handsome young man was in his tuxedo and the bride was beautiful in her long dress. Not lavish, just nice. People sat on hay bales and the family dogs roamed about. It was the dogs that stole the show. They followed the woman down … Continue reading A Dog’s Wedding

This is what I’m thinking before the General Conference of the United Methodist Church: It’s about right and wrong. It’s about good and evil.  It’s not about the decline of the church nor its financial welfare.  If we must choose between goodness and the preservation of an institution, even if it’s the church, then choose … Continue reading What It’s About

I'm on a roll. Let's see what else I can do.My two sons are legal adults now. Next month the younger one graduates high school with honors, and the older one graduates college Magna Cum Laude.  I’m full of pride that hovers between sappy sentiment and obnoxious bragging.  I remember when we were expecting our … Continue reading What’s next?

Live music can be wonderful. In a spring concert the high school jazz band where my son plays opened their first piece with a brass blast that filled my ears and rattled my rib cage, and I was taken back to the place where music is air that fills and surrounds the soul. It takes … Continue reading Finding My Way Back

Photo by David MercerA life waits for me. Where the talk isn’t gossip, music isn’t country,  And humor goes beyond the scatologicalLove is made with word and touch To allow a sharing of spirits.     Somewhere prayer is more than a wish in the night, Waiting for more than an imagined response,Somewhere Someone answers back to … Continue reading Waiting