A Parchment Life

My skin is turning parchment. The years of my aging now yielding to familial DNA, to youthful days running bare in the sun. There is a coming to grips with this process of life and living, a reality check of sorts. All of this is good, this emerging gray and wrinkling...

Jumping Into Nothing

You jumped without considering the consequence. It was a reflex action that now has you airborne and you don’t know where you will land.  As you fall you hear the Lord say, “Declare a landing zone”. His words seem strange because you know what you did was...