Find Your Pace, Find HIS Peace
I have never been a fan of coffee. If sour grapefruit juice doesn’t get you going, nothing will. I…
The Rest
Dropping a dime in my virtual jukebox spun “He’ll Take Care of the Rest” by Keith Green. A funny…
Gently Weeps
A small-town sidewalk deep in the smoky mountains, with the hand of my precious bride in tow, we dipped…
Still My Soul
I am one who must keep moving. If I stop to rest, my mind reminds me of all there…
Fishin’s not about Catchin’ Fish
Visiting restaurants was a rarity in the small town of my youth, a luxury for random Sundays when the…
audience of One
A midnight mist vaguely obscured the headlights of passing traffic. Troubled sleep found my eyes wide open, staring into…
Winters of the Soul
First day of winter, a piercing chill in the air, driving through fog as droplets sprinkle the windshield. Most…
Echoes Intertwined – by john g. adams
A silent church awaits a heart-wrenching melody. Fingers press ivory keys, felt hammers strike metal strings, music…
Lift My Friend
Contacting an old friend revealed scars so deep that an innocent conversation caused pains of her past to resurface….
Of Streams and Stones
A cool spring afternoon, the sun shining as a soft breeze…