Channel Markers
Your plan flows through all my years, not in a well‑defined, man‑dredged canal, but in a meandering God‑made channel. At first I confidently set my course and followed the gleaming glory ships of the "old salts." But I’ve learned that the draft of my soul is...
Ball of Twine
His life is like a ball of twine. At first, it was well rounded, neatly compacted, controlled by his own strong will. With the passage of time, it became harder to keep the lengthening strands shaped in a well-rounded sphere. One slight fumble and a looping line...
Name That Star
es anyone see me? One solitary being in this crowded mass? Does anyone notice me or even know that I exist? Am I a product of a loving creator, Or am I just a fragment spun from two colliding ancestors? If I faded and died, would anyone notice my absence? Would...