Everyone can relate. No one is immune to the snags

The last time I posted, I was on semi-bed-rest for

I sat pouring over my journal this morning. Epiphanies to

As February comes to a close in south-central Montana, a

I'm not sure where to begin. It is a New

For God alone my soul waits in silence; from him

I began blogging 14 years ago. At first it was

As Thanksgiving knocks on the door, memories pour in. Thoughts

I'm on a road I did not expect. I'm grateful

Listening to smooth jazz seems to calm me as I

I sat down today to write about peace and it's

Brothers, I do not consider that I have made it