What of me? What do I have to give? I know what to do, what I do best. I'll make my pen a bow and draw it across the blank page till it sings. I'll coax shapeless thoughts and feelings into words, into my own kind of music. My knees bend, my body sways with … Continue reading I’m Make My Pen A Bow And Draw It Across the Blank Page Till It Sings
Happy 8th Birthday, Grace Family Baptist Church of Conroe, TX! Earlier this week, on March 7th, my church celebrated its anniversary. I made this time lapse video to commemorate the occasion. I love you all, my dear church family! Every week I sit by a window in our prayer chapel and look at a tree … Continue reading Happy 8th Birthday GfBC Conroe!
"The literary critic's preoccupation with the how of biblical writing is not frivolous. It is evidence of an artistic delight in verbal beauty and craftsmanship, but it is also part of an attempt to understand what the Bible says. In a literary text it is impossible to separate what is said from how it is said, … Continue reading A Quote Off My Shelf
These are more and longer quotes than I typically post but they were too beautiful to abbreviate or reduce. A.S. Peterson's concluding sequel met and exceeded all of my expectations. The book will shatter your soul then gently, tenderly mend it together again. The motif of music is strong throughout the book and captures best … Continue reading A Quote Off My Shelf
"...time has a way of leading a person along a crooked path. Sometimes the path is hard to hold to and people fall off along the way. They curse the road for its steep grades and muddy ruts and settle themselves in hinterlands of thorn and sorrow, never knowing or dreaming that the road meant … Continue reading A Quote Off My Shelf
"I am looking for friends. What does that mean -- tame?" "It is an act too often neglected," said the fox. "It means to establish ties." "To establish ties?" "Just that," said the fox. "To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. … Continue reading A Quote Off My Shelf
"Well," said the boy, "in my family everyone is born in the air, with his head at exactly the height it's going to be when he's an adult, and then we all grow toward the ground. When we're fully grown up or, as you can see, grown down, our feet finally touch. Of course, there … Continue reading A Quote Off My Shelf