What Does Silence Know?
A “Deeper Wisdom” Poem
Look Not
Look not to what is seen for it is transitory. But look to the unseen for it’s eternal glory. When a five-year-old looks at the blue sky and says, “that’s my favorite place to look for God,” he is seeking the unseen. And he is seeing a tiny shimmer of the glory of heaven here...
Winter Heed
For those of us who live in the southern section of the United States, a “true” winter, with frozen trees and snow on the ground for extended periods (like in the photo above), is quite foreign. And even though my South Texas bones might shiver at the thought of living through months of this kind...