Wednesday, November 30, 2011


I want a simple cross when I die
not tall and proud, nor heavy and expensive
give me a simple symbol of God's greatest gift to me
I have laid my empty shell aside
gone on to be with Him who died for me
Amazing Love.
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Friday, November 18, 2011

simple news is the best

here I am
Healthier than ever
happy, yet capable of the full range of emotions
not drugged in any way, but very stable
I have grown, not out of ADD but away from its worst symptoms
I know this, having a mission helps
Having proper diet ( much less sugar, less caffeine, no coffee) helps
being in good shape helps
I lost 20 lbs in Sep and Oct. through lots of exercise and a simpler diet.
Being honest helps, do not live a life that makes your inner man or woman uncomfortable.
Having great family helps. I love my brother, sisters, and sister in law.
Going to a dynamic bible teaching church balances me
and writing has helped me sort many issues so that I do not spend inordinate amounts of time thinking about 'stuff'. 

Sunday, November 13, 2011

before the light

before the first light of day
the moon was hanging low in the west
and fooled me into getting up
I am fully rested and my mind is quite alert
going through a dozen possibilities of a logic puzzle that has no solution.
I toss and turn, never getting very comfortable in a too small sleeping bag.
Its been five days on the trail, and five long nights as well,
Today will be different, better, and yet harder.
On this early morning I need to rise, cook and eat, pack my too heavy pack and walk up the granite trail to the top of my known world. Mt. Whitney awaits, and with it a hundred memories of wonderful days long past.  My strength comes from God, but my inner character comes from my earthly father. He has never let me down, never disappointed, and will be true to me today also. as I walk the same trail we walked some 40 years ago, I know now what he was going through then. This is damned hard work!  Best not to even think about it, focus on something else, people you love, the great views, try not to listen to your heart racing and the lungs pulling hard at the thin air.  Just put one foot in front of the other and show those young people that this old man can make it, just fine. Let the mountain draw you upward.

Saturday, November 12, 2011

good brain, talk to my heart

Isn't it something how we can know
Know for sure and yet we still
W I S H for somethings to be true,
hope for others to be NOT true and
wail in our deepest parts about what is not fair?

How can I know anything for sure?  Knowing that God IS helps.
Knowing that he wrote to me in his word and that it is a letter of love and acceptance as well as warnings, that when He thinks of me, He sees me as perfected, whole and not struggling.

I know that my mom and dad loved each other and loved me.
I am sure that I am a lovable and loving person, though not perfectly so.
Certain of my intentions, I risk the possibility of being misunderstood by being very open, very real with others. I firmly believe that you will not ever meet another 'ME', so I give it my all while we have this thing called time (together).