The Land of the Living

Grandson Cadence Pushing the Button to Take Us 500 Feet Underground. Hoover Dam, July, 2011. Inoculated With Faith I’ll never be a spelunker. Or a scuba diver. I’d rather remain on the earth’s surface, in the presence of fresh air. I don’t panic when I’m underground, but a faint anxiety wriggles within me like a […]


Strung out on Prayer, Part Three

 Jasper, Resin, Czech Fire Polished Glass, Sterling Silver. June, 2011 Each Bead is a Bite of Prayer Compared to most of the world’s people, I am blessed with days that roll along as if mounted on low-resistance tires. Sometimes, though, a tire goes flat: some unexpected challenge punctures the surface as surely as a pothole […]


>Strung out on Prayer, Part Three

>  Jasper, Resin, Czech Fire Polished Glass, Sterling Silver. June, 2011 Each Bead is a Bite of Prayer Compared to most of the world’s people, I am blessed with days that roll along as if mounted on low-resistance tires. Sometimes, though, a tire goes flat: some unexpected challenge punctures the surface as surely as a […]


Strung out on Prayer, Part Three

 Jasper, Resin, Czech Fire Polished Glass, Sterling Silver. June, 2011 Each Bead is a Bite of Prayer Compared to most of the world’s people, I am blessed with days that roll along as if mounted on low-resistance tires. Sometimes, though, a tire goes flat: some unexpected challenge punctures the surface as surely as a pothole […]


Strung out on Prayer, Part Three

 Jasper, Resin, Czech Fire Polished Glass, Sterling Silver. June, 2011 Each Bead is a Bite of Prayer Compared to most of the world’s people, I am blessed with days that roll along as if mounted on low-resistance tires. Sometimes, though, a tire goes flat: some unexpected challenge punctures the surface as surely as a pothole […]