Sign Language for Dogs

the question will always persist…………….open the flood gates or resist……………..for you know some will be drowned if you let it all come down………….ttucro then the question will arise what is lost when we divide the torrent from the flow………..sometimes i filter and sometimes i let go…………….. not surprised at the…

the warm spring sun had ushered the blooms from their stems…………so i have thought to gather some to adorn a table within…………was about to sever some of the beautiful limbs when a twinge inside spoke to me………………” i would prefer you not to touch them, they aren’t yours to retrieve”………

the Pilate in my head……condemns me everyday………..i try to follow the rules he makes…… but they change like the wind……..just when i feel i am getting settled and both feet are on the ground………he sends his guards and i am arrested, convicted…………..placed in shackles and back in prison again….. there…

the Easter bunny borrowed your cross and showed it to many hearts……..and some came to believe………. but all were able to see that something strange was up and left them with a lump…….that seemed to appear…. in their throats when someone who believed was near……………………… once you know…..try as you…

the frail soldier takes his place…………..guiding others to the heavenly gates…………….his wounds from this world have taken their toll…………………but he continues to serve as an example to us all…………………………………………….. the nights are long at his post………..and the Savior watches with Him to chase away the ghosts of past events that…

i ask of you and you ask of me…………………might help if we examine that request……………….i have no control of the amount or quantity………………but have control of the quality, so i suggest that we are aware of what we say and what we share because i would hate as i gasp…

on a walk through the woods i happened to see a turtle walking the path with me…………and as i came up to his side…….he looked up to me and sighed…………… ”i suppose we shall never trade the circumstance in which we were made……………but me thinks it would be quite the…

i recently read how a sculptor worked for years, producing thousands of pieces……….worked in obscurity for 50 years before gaining recognition for his work………….becoming famous, a celebrity….and wealthy, almost overnight…… he confessed the attention didn’t bring the satisfaction he thought it would, he set up a foundation to support artists…

G spare me from their praise………….that may separate me from You…………….that would tend to foster the illusion the gifts are mine…………..and didn’t come from You……. may i be a good caretaker and water the seeds you gave and recognize as other seeds are offered to give thanks and plant them…

how deep is this well, that provides me with thoughts…. that stir my hands and excite my heart………. how far can one look inside……….into corners where the boogeymen hide…….and coax them into telling their tale…..that may give us a clue……………how deep is this well…. the depth of this well is…

the art of life,……… is determined through the clarity of the lens through which you see, make sure that lens is clear….. best way to do that is ask God to wash it…….ttucro

tomorrow isn’t here and we can live but one day at a time, but much of what tomorrow will bring depends on what we do today……………….i dare to say no one feels that they tell their mate enough………..of how fortunate they are to be the recipient of their love……………….it goes…

i am aware of your perigee………the orbit in which you come to me…..in your presence i can see the way you have prepared for me…………….. tis a beautiful thing to be in such company of the Savior who died for me……………that through His Guidance and His love i can ascend…

a young boy ran to his Father and was in a state of concern… seems all his friends were off to school and his time had not yet come………………….. i have no one to play with, the poor lad was quite undone……. His Father replied, ” I think that’s not…

today i will be a poet…………………tomorrow i cannot say…..but seems to me if you are one……………..it never goes away…….and you will continue to be coaxed from a warm bed in the middle of the night………. to record these thoughts that cannot wait….perhaps to be lost with the first rays of…

a prerequisite to becoming an accomplished writer…..whatever avenue you choose is the skill of listening……….hold on………………..without thinking…… if you think you are a good listener because you don’t interrupt or wait to ask questions after someone finishes talking………………..great, you’re halfway there…………..now the hard part….. the other half is not trying…

the evidence is clear to me when i look at my face a myriad tale of choices made……..some good and some i use to call mistakes………. time has come to my rescue and i no longer view it as foe…… for it has turned the mistakes i’ve made…….into lessons i…

mordecia jones was a black man knew, i mention his color although it made no difference to me……………….it did to him………………………and maybe to you…. we worked on the docks unloading cargo from ships …………at lunch he read the Bible and i would listen to Him……………….. he had a strong back…

Rilke wrote………………..”but for the sake of a single verse”…………..eluding to if he were able to capture the nuance and emotion……….of a single event or occurrence………………his many attempts to do so would be worth it………… to hold that group of words in one’s head long enough to record without interfering thought…

i was talking to a friend about some ”end time signs”……and she ask me what i thought was going down……………….i have spent time wondering if God is ready to pull the plug……..take back the world He started and take His Believers back home…………… it’s a confusing situation……………………………. if we let…

heading towards the mountain top to get closer to the Lord….. my load is getting heavier with each step i take…….. i stop to rest and for water and i here a voice from above……. ”I am please that you should seek to learn of my sacred ways, spending time…

my space is verse or the refrain in a song…………….the peace that words give me……..strength to carry on…………..i have watched painters paint and i have watched musicians play and they get lost in the gift that God gives them to display……………. consumed when that power comes over me to jot…

The Son of God went ahead of me an blazed a trail so all could see….. the path to follow after Him………………………………for those who long for the great ”I AM”……………. He left a Map[Bible] and His Card [the Cross] so that finding Him wouldn’t that Hard……. i have been blessed…

not the sharpest tool in the shed……..but i can take a hint…….’bout tired of everyone………seems they are tired of me……………………time to be quiet and decompress……………………might as well be talking to myself……… i give in, let the world spin i’ll be sitting in time out…………….just out of sync an invisible man…

the ”thing” that makes everything else work……………..is ”spirit” i call it God…………….and i don’t care whatever works for you…………..and it isn’t hard to see if you have a relationship or if you are on ”auto-pilot”…… the ”thing” is the most valuable possession you could ever want or have……..and it is…

i know in my heart and mind……..i will return to the highway in time………maybe not for extended undetermined spans…………..but a week here and there is in my plans……………………no set destinations a flip of the coin…………………..to again join the wanderers, the lost and forlorn………..for those are the only ones who can…

a summers day………………..45 years ago………….young man with a frisbee going to the park……………………a few joined in and we played for a bit…..took a break to get some sun……………………you came over and sat down on the bench and introduced yourself…………..Nadine we took a walk around the Lake and ducked into the…

a seer once befriended me…………….he said he had a gift for me that if i would let go of the hold this world had om me He would teach me to dream with my ”eyes wide open” he continued the ”choice is up to you…………………i offered to show you this…

all in…………………………………all out it’s that space in the middle that makes me doubt…………………….that happy medium seems boring to me……………………..not looking to be on the edge everyday…………………..but i would be kidding myself and lying to you if i didn’t confess it’s good every so often to come unglued……………… see if we…

the longer i live………… life still amazes……………i see things that just can’t be but they are………………………. things that seem would never work do…………………..people that are total opposites that seem to enjoy their differences……………… there is a thing that surpasses and supercedes everything else……culture, beliefs, social status, wealth and even health……………..love…