The snow falls in soft whispers as you crunch down the sidewalk. Cars trundle down the road beside you, windshield wipers swishing, swishing as the drivers clench their steering wheels with white knuckles. Breath hisses in ribbons from your mouth, curling up to the blanket of clouds draped high above. A sound drifts up to tickle your ears from off …
Advent: In the Bleak Midwinter
The wind howls through the stark tree branches colored monochrome by chilled bark and crystalline snow. Icicles drape like vines of diamond from ledges and limbs and logs. The world is blanketed by the hush of a fresh snowfall, the stillness thick enough to taste as it presses against the skin and sets hairs on end. No babble from the …
Reclaiming Halloween
I am on the side of Tim Burton when he says that the two best holidays of the year are Christmas and Halloween. Sure, Easter is great, Thanksgiving is tasty, but for me there’s just nothing else that comes close to Christmas and Halloween. (And if you don’t believe me, stop by my house sometime. Still don’t believe me? Ask …
Introducing “The Cancer Diaries”!
I’ve been talking about it for what seems like (and could really be) months. And it’s still not done (at least the audio book.) But I can’t wait any longer. So, without further ado, here it is. I would like to introduce you to “The Cancer Diaries: A Story of Wonder, Darkness and Hope”. This is a collection of writings …
Holy Ghost
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Where We Go From Here
“Hope deferred makes the heart sick.”(1) What a placid way to discuss how the venom of disappointment poisons the soul. Every week I ask God what He wants me to write about on this blog. And every week I get an answer. This week the answer was “disappointment and discouragement.” Sometimes I have experiences after learning the theme that help …
This Island, Man
When you can no longer interact with people according to socially acceptable norms you begin to cultivate a unique perspective on society. It can be so easy to feel like an island, even when you’re surrounded by continent. You’re in the throng, people are all around you happy and talking and laughing, but you’re still completely by yourself. You can …
Cross-Stitched Lives
Just over ten years ago essentially every deep, lifelong friend I’d had walked away from me and my family. They did this because the group of churches I had grown up in told them to, and they were informed that anyone who talked to us would be tossed out along with us. With a couple of exceptions, I haven’t talked …
Life Springs Eternal
When was the last time that you thought about death? Does it sound morbid to say that I think about it a lot? Now, sure, it’s probably natural for someone who’s been fighting cancer to think about death somewhat. After all, for many people it is a sharp slap in the face that, contrary to popular opinion, they are probably …
The Cancer Journal Part Four
(This is Part Four of The Cancer Journal. You can read Part One here, Part Two here, and Part Three here!) Two days passed following the PET scan. I tried to push the technician’s look out of my mind, but without much success. And so we came to Friday evening. I was driving when the doctors’ office called, and because …