a sprinkle of faith

Tag: sobriety

  • Confessions: Light Breaks Forth

    Part Four

  • Confessions: Part Three

    In spite of all the madness in those days (the crazy 80’s), I held down a job for eight years until—eventually—I was laid off. It wasn’t a surprise. Life had gotten really ugly, and I was showing up late on a regular basis, or calling in sick altogether. If I had to identify my first…

  • Inside Our Ginkgo

    Our Ginkgo is too tall to get the whole tree into a good photograph, so I decided to get inside of it and look up. I kind of like how it came out! Below is a black and white, from another angle. I’ve always loved black and whites, but there’s so much color around lately,…

  • Confessions: Part Two

    If I had to sum up how or why I took the wrong road, I’d say it was because I had no faith or belief in God. To make matters worse, I had no direction, no plans, and no goals. I was a walking, breathing, empty vessel… easily tossed around and swayed by whatever (or whomever) was…

  • Confessions of a Chameleon

    I had a great childhood. My parents never insisted that I be anyone other than myself. They never forced me to attend certain schools, or pursue a career of their choosing. They were a bit too overprotective—probably for a good reason—but other than that I was as free as a bird. The sky was the…

  • The Vertical Line

    The Vertical Line

    A worry that plagued me when I was already knee deep in writing was that my story was revealing a self-centered narcissist. Gazing at the pages, I’d see nothing but rows and ROWS of vertical lines. I, I, I — it’s all about ME! That’s the enemy talking. He’s forever whispering in my ear; telling…