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Night Train From Chicago. . . .
A Matter Of Heart. . . The terminal was unbearably hot. The crowd was gathered ready to embark the train for points East. The luggage crowded the children who were crowding the legs of the adults. Handbags swayed menacingly as little children strayed too close. It was a hot and sweaty atmosphere and not…
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Some Thoughts To Consider. . . .
Observations. . . One day when I stood at the kitchen window and looked at the neighbor’s new garage, I thought how wonderful that he took the blue prints and constructed the garage by himself. I am sure he felt trepidation at the onset and yet he did it. I heard in my inner self,…
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To Break The Fast. . . .
It is a protection given us I think, that however our minds work, we assume we are like everyone else, or they like us. I am not sure when I began to realize that differences abound, but still I have difficulty when I am approached or when in frustration someone shouts, I don’t know…
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To Think Is A Hard Work . . with power to change a world. . . .
A reader wrote and asked how to make a difference. Teaching was his profession and of course his talents would be appreciated. As Americans, our first reaction has always been what can I do. Do being the operative word. How can we break this down to sizeable chunks to be effective. My first response is…
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Who Will Teach The Children?. . . .
With the hostile assault on the gay community and the families and people who love them this past week, with the events on our national scene which should bring us all to shame, and our consciences to alert, I think we are past all time when excuses and alibis ask for forgiveness. It is time…
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A Touch Of Grace . . .
June 14, 2016 Tuesday 5 a.m. What is Grace? Grace is a benevolent gesture bestowed to relieve a yearning, a burden shadowing a heart that is struggling for relief. It is a knowledge, an insight given to be applied to oneself to help understand and give this relief to someone yearning for answers, …
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Not Only One Way, but Many Ways. . . .
I am not certain when I started to think in an organized way that something would be demanded of me by these sons of ours and I could not be found inadequate. So even though I had been a serious reader of books, a change in habits arose and I began my Independent Study Program. …
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Staff of Life (for a reason). . .
Best bread I ever baked. . . and pass the butter. . . I don’t know where I have been since this recipe for no knead bread has been out, but I just want to tell you that never have I had so much fun baking bread as I have with this recipe. I have…
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You Also, Have Been Wondering. . . .
1. Pity has no place in a life so rich. Pity is no friend; he is the enemy who takes life. 2. Our so called ‘love of people’ serves to hide our very limited love of persons. When we cannot love persons, what good to say we love people? 3. Or is it that people…
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If We Had. . .and Truth Be Known. . .
I had a heart friend of many years who cautioned me about the two letter word, if. You inject that word into your thinking she said and you change the entire history. Spare yourself that heartache, she cautioned. Spare yourself. Many times one wonders had another road been taken what would the results of…