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The Lost Art of Listening
APB: THE LOST ART OF LISTENING Do we see in others with “true,” “perfect” vision The same traits in ourselves that cause such division? A slowness to listen? To hear someone’s meaning? Ever quick to react, words that are demeaning? Tinny, dullness of ear that refuses to hear, Does anyone listen? Listening disappeared! …
Read MoreNew Year’s Resolution???
“I met the enemy,” Pogo said. “It is I.” It seems I’m two people, both the good and bad “I.” The good I want to do? I slough off guiltily. The bad I shouldn’t do? “Justified,” willfully! My needs, my “self,” my plan, to these, stiff-necked, I cling. Easily “offended,” my feelings act like…
Read More The Bystander
Simon, a bystander, visiting from Cyrene, Watching this spectacle, this cruel and bloody scene. Jesus, this bloodied man carrying a crossbar? Why is this crowd cheering? This scene is so bizarre. Staggering with its weight, drained, he fell on the road, Weakened by loss of blood, collapsed under the load. Roman soldiers grabbed me,…
Read More THE LIGHTHOUSE
Sometimes it seems my life is a wood sailing ship, An old three-masted ship, like Columbus’ trip. An Atlantic journey across uncharted seas, Some days pleasant and calm enjoying ocean’s breeze. But so many days seem like sailing in a mist. It’s hard to see the shore, a wrong turn did I miss? On…
Read More Jonah, the Rebel
Chapter 1 You desire redemption in the land of ISIS?!?!? To those barbarians?! Oh! This is a crisis! Don’t You see what they’ve done? Just why should I go there? They have shown no mercy! ISIS?? You should not spare! I will not fly eastward; to the west I will sail! Go to redeem…
Read More SCAMPERING
There is something in me, a restless scampering. My eyes, on frantic search for my heart’s pampering? From person to person my heart is on the hunt, Desperate to gain that for some pain I may blunt? Does it depend on me to find what brings me peace? I fear that if that’s true, this…
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