Tag: faith

  • Grandpa Still Carves the Turkey

    Grandpa Still Carves the Turkey

    The vibration of the wheels on the old hardwood floors brought a silence to the house. As everyone gathered around, grandpa rolled into the living room. The Parkinson’s had slowed him down physically. Well, slowed is not the right word – he suffered from the jerking and bobbing that comes with the disease – his…

  • Face to Face

    Face to Face

    I reached for the potatoes. Baked potatoes for dinner. That works. I am tired of being by myself. But I do have to eat. I could have left over tacos, or the spaghetti…but I’m not in the mood for leftovers. As I reached into the bag of potatoes, I realized that this was just one…

  • Black Sheep – On the Outside, Looking In

    Black Sheep – On the Outside, Looking In

    If you are the black sheep of the family, no one actually has to tell you. You know. As a matter of fact, it has been told to you for years – but no words may have ever been spoken about it at all. Regardless, it is no secret. I am a black sheep. Only…

  • Freedom Reigns

    Freedom Reigns

    A few months ago, as I drove from Colorado Springs to my job in Wamsutter, Wyoming, I endured the screams of a young kitten named Tuxedo, calling out from his carrier. He wanted his freedom. And he knew that I could give it to him, if I wanted. He didn’t realize that the reason he…

  • Broken Glass

    Broken Glass

    I leaned back in my chair so I could see over the cubicle wall. 8:41. He’s late. Then I heard it. Squeak, squeak. The sound of the wheels on the mail cart brought the chatter in the office to silence. Squeak, squeak. I leaned out into the walkway – he was two cubicles away. Squeak,…

  • Blind Faith

    Blind Faith

    At least that’s what it seemed to be. But my blind faith was directly relative to my being able to see the back-end of the 18-wheeler ahead of me. My first winter drive, a few months back, across I-80 in Wyoming included what has been referred to as a “white out.” I had never seen…

  • Beyond the Shirt and Tie

    Beyond the Shirt and Tie

    The starched collar left no question that this was a serious matter. Job interviews always are. As he stepped into the office, his mannerism was unmistakable. It’s not like he didn’t know. He knew that it was obvious to everyone who saw him. He leaned into the owner’s desk, answering the questions as clearly and…

  • Eight Legs Too Many

    Eight Legs Too Many

    For such a small creature (most of the time) they sure do strike a chord of fear in our hearts. I have spent much of my life dealing with a phobia about the little guys. I have been known to freeze in place at the sight of one. It matters not if it is a…

  • Grandpa’s Here!

    Grandpa’s Here!

    I knocked on the door. I was not feeling particularly bright today. I didn’t sleep well and would have preferred to stay in bed. But I had a long to-do list, so I went through the motions in the shower and put on clothes for the drive across town. I saw the blinds at the…

  • Fold or Raise

    Fold or Raise

    The silence was broken by the sound of ice rattling in Jim’s rocks glass of bourbon. He swished the drink around before he took a sip and continued to stare at Casey. The cigar smoke hung above the men’s heads while they contemplated the cards. Five card stud. Usually an uneventful game for the group…