A Prayer I got a call yesterday from my love. She said she ran into my boss and he asked her why I was a grump. In the last couple of weeks I had not smiled. She smiled wanly and agreed with him; she too had not seen a smile from me in awhile. Was it her, she asked. Was it my job? "Please tell me," she asked. "Will you just smile?" she pleaded. Then this early morn I was blessed to talk to my soul mate. After awhile of ca...

It always seems to be the wayYou try too hard and lose the day. She asks so little from you nowPerhaps she has forgotten how. A loss, a hurt, an ache she sharedBut you were slow to show you cared. Away, she goes away to thinkAnd leaves your friendship on the brink.This is not love, but much, much moreAnd barely has it shown before. Sweet dear she is, a part of youYou must attempt to start anew. Reach out with earnest plea...

If I Die Before I Wake we as children of christian faith all know this passage knees bent at your bed before sleep as I sit with my morning tea in my graying years my thoughts drift as the winters snow to places long forgotten asking myself between sips was I a good man a loving man if my angel came to me today was I ready was I really ready ************************************************ days later driving yet again to...

“In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Bless me Father for I have sinned. It has been six months since my last confession…” “Nina? Nina is that you?” “Yes, Father.” “I’m so glad that you came to confession! We need for more staff and students to come to confession but you know these kids today – and especially the ones that we admit here - they don’t know anything about being Catholic! Most of them don’t...

FORGIVENESSWHAT A PARADOXICAL WORD. Vast, yet simple. Hugely unimaginable to give to someone in some situations, yet so easy to bestow in others. And is it right to say; I can forgive you, but not them? Can we indeed CHOOSE forgiveness, or must it just come naturally?Personally, I think that there are no rules, and that every situation is different. I also think that sometimes it's enough just to understand and accept why...

Dear Darling my Love my shelterbless you as I was blessed the day you came into my troubled lifeyour constant wiliness to give of yourself to me leaves me speechlessyou always here talking to me never a harsh word. at times pleading for me to return to a calm rational state of mind. saying I love you seems cheap for that your give to meI LOVE YOU. I RESPECT YOU. I CHERISH YOUmy heart goes out to you please darling heal yo...

Walking hand in hand you and meForgiveness given the only key Allowing love into our heartGives us both a brand new start Things from our past cast awayToday can be a brand new day Trusting ourselves can set us freeWalking hand in hand you and me Glancing into each others eyesFeeling happiness lets us rise High above the pain and guiltAs one our lives can be rebuilt I holding you while you hold meWalking hand in hand you...

WAS THERE LIGHT?It wasn't that you were mistakenThat you imagined itIt's just that she has given in to her darknessAnd has doused her own Light

FreedomObservationRelease Gratitude ImpunityVindicated Exculpation Non-judgemental Extenuation SanctuarySoft-heartedness

This poem was written several years ago now, when I was in a deeper, dark place and I think expressed much of my feelings at the time about loneliness, my disability and how people looked upon me.Sometimes I wonder, why I look how I do?Why God created me, so I could suffer what I go through?The pain, the suffering, the feeling of being hated,By all you people just for being created.I look in the mirror, and don't see my r...

I knew the keys for my future happiness would be forgiveness; closure. I prepared a pyre, then gazing at the flames meditating on purifying, transforming through fire. burning the cause of my pain; the letters, one by one. First one lit; an heirloom of Mother’s naivety? Stupidity? Irresponsibility? Telling my father in law I put my daughter In your hands. Looking at me over the letter he mockingly said What a foolish woma...

I poured out every thought upon the page, Filling it up with all the rage and anger, That you have instilled inside me. My pen literally quivered, As I held it in my sweaty hand, Yet the words flowed swiftly, As venomous as any snake, And almost as deadly. As I poured the last of the wine into my glass, I reviewed my handiwork. Three pages of anger. Three pages of hurt. An expression of all you’ve done to me, As best as I...

And you thrummed you fingers into my life. I felt these defences lower Like a retreat called in BattleAnd you made this heart beat, Beloved. When it had refused for years It creaked, groaned and broke asunderAnd so I began to feel slowly. I flailed and stumbled Within the murkiness of feelingsAnd then I began to write, Beloved. Of feelings, of colours With emotion and passionI dug within myself honestly. Exposed the uglin...

Chapter 3: Autumn If mine heart have been deceived by a woman, or if I have laid wait at my neighbor's door; Then let my wife grind unto another, and let others bow down upon her. Job 32:9-10 Cleveland—January 1965 Hal held up two fingers; the bartender saw him. Hand signals were easier than yelling over the noise in the crowded bar. Outside, the snowstorm turned into a blizzard. No one would get in or out of town that ni...

Today is Austin’s last day in Detroit. He is heading to Dallas to teach classes on economics at a university while working towards his doctorate in the subject. One of our coworkers decided to throw him a surprise going-away party. I was hesitant, but decided to attend, because I wanted to be a good sport and show that I am a team player, a big surprise for everyone. The real reason I was reluctant to go was because I had...