The Peak of Inspiration

     …Where is God my maker, who giveth songs in the night;  Job 35:10 There’s a place in Northwestern Oklahoma called Alabaster Caverns State Park.  I haven’t been there for about 25 years so don’t expect me to get all the facts right.  It’s a natural gypsum cave that you can tour.  The last time…

But made himself of no reputation and took upon him the form of a servant…  Philippians 2:7               I value my reputation.  I protect it.  I try to strengthen and build it.  Give it a better foundation.  Try to increase the ratio of successes to failures.  It can become an issue of survival to me. …

I will go before thee, and make the crooked places straight:  I will break in pieces the gates of brass, and cut in sunder the bars of iron.  Isaiah 45:2 Have you ever walked a path, one that you thought was untraveled, and started noticing things, little clues that someone had been there before you? …

Teach me thy way, O Lord, and lead me in a plain path…  Psalm 27:11a I don’t know how others that write find inspiration.  If they look for it or if it finds them.  I can only speak from my own experience, and I don’t have a lot.  I’ve never fancied myself to be a…

Have you notice that rivers have personalities?  From wide and slow to narrow and fast.  From trickles to torrents.  From constant to seasonal.  Dad’s river was quiet, dependable.  And deep.  More Mississippi than Rio Grande.  Or maybe Amazon, just not that long. Steady.  Never leaving us wondering how we would find it when we showed…

Imagine a large pile of gifts.  Every kind of gift there is.  Gifts of song and speech.  Gifts of hospitality and companionship.  A friendly wave and a cheerful smile.  Friendship and fellowship.  A mug of hot coffee or a cup of cold water.  Everything that is pure and good represented as an individual package and…

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness… Thinking back over the years of my life and the memories made with a man I called Dad, I’ve came to a new understanding of the 5th fruit listed in Galatians 5.   And I’m not saying I have it right.  Maybe I don’t.…

I’d like to go back and relive an hour of my childhood.  Jump in the pickup with dad and Mickey, the old family dog.  Make the circuit around the farm, checking the oil, changing the water.  Everything was right with the world.  Those were the good ol’ days, just couldn’t see it at the time……