FLY A KITE
You have either flown a kite or watched someone fly a kite at some point. It can be a delightful experience on bright, sunny days when the wind is just right. Other times, the weather isn’t so friendly and we simply are unable to well, fly the kite. Photo by Zonda from Pexels Makes me think that we can’t always think or say “I have a plan and I am sticking to it” because life is a lot like sailing. You plan to sail to an exotic island but the winds are contrary. Sailing in the planned course is dangerous or impossible. You may have to make a detour or return at another time. That can really hurt. Calm seas, choppy seas, summer, winter, autumn, spring, I believe God made them all. He lets us in on His thoughts too and will not laugh at us if we ask Him.…
BIG DOORS ARE TURNED BY SMALL HINGES
Big doors, boatloads! The dismal expression Fissure of nervous tension Crossroads! Dreams unhinged? What do you see? What say ye? Now, a creek up a ways And down a ways Soft light in a dark and long tunnel Little waves soon a big one. Big door Hummel Turned by a small hinge. To big doors and small hinges and what we might learn from them! This poem celebrates how the little things might add up and one year of blogging. Yay! First of all, time goes by really fast, doesn’t it? I can remember the first post. Of course! I am thankful to have come this far and I feel like I achieved a milestone. Quotes How awesome to note that big doors turn on small hinges! It does not matter how sturdy the doors might be. They turn on little hinges. Seems a little crazy to imagine, I dare…
A SECRET DOUBLE LIFE?
Sometimes people lead a secret, double life. The signs may be obvious. Other times, we just know by intuition. Oma couldn’t help becoming friends with Michael who lived next door. He was intelligent and perceptive. It was easy to share triumphs and hopes, and have him meet family and friends. He wanted intimacy. She didn’t and made it clear. He was in a relationship that seemed serious. Why complicate things, right? Oma stayed friends even after moving houses. Soon she discovered something odd with Michael’s new associations. They were not the usual and she wondered if he led a double life. What could they have in common? These were not the folks you had intellectual conversations with. They were more like people you would worry about if they were in your area. Well maybe he was just being nice, which would be endearing, if she could shake off the feeling…
THE SOUND OF SILENCE
Think about a time you stayed quiet when all you really wanted to do was shout. Perhaps, it was because you wanted to be heard but no one seemed to be listening? The sound of silence is a voice? Ted lived in the woods, really like a hermit. He was brilliant but had no desire to pursue a career, date or cultivate friendships. His parents had left him an inheritance, so he was wealthy. Still, nothing held his interest for long and even though he didn’t make any attempt to take his life, he was not excited about living. Ted was not always this way. Time spent in counselling revealed past traumatic childhood experiences at some point. His siblings heckled him relentlessly about things he loved one of which was his name because of its wholesome meaning once they’d learned it. They called him names like “sissy”. His parents “punished”…