There are other winds in the world besides those which shake the fleeces of sheep and the beards of men. Wednesday, June 28, 2017. You belong among the wildflowers. You belong in a boat out at sea. You belong with your love on your arm. You belong somewhere you feel free. Mount Hood reflected in Mirror Lake. These tiny little flowers were in a marshy area near a lake we walked around on our last day. There was also a lot of camas growing in this area. I have no idea what this one is.

Centre for Research on Multinational Corporations.

Saturday, April 29, 2006. The art of finding the best seat on an airplane. If you travel on airplanes frequently, SeatGuru. Confessions of a car salesman. While looking into buying and selling a car, I came across this revealing article. Sunday, March 12, 2006. Vocabulary redefined, part 2. Things in church rituals that we go through, not really sure why. Wednesday, March 08, 2006.

and excerpts from books, stories, articles, travelogues, and speeches. Almost the whole world is asleep - everybody you know, everybody you see, everybody you talk to. Only a few people are awake. and they live in a state of constant, total amazement. They look up to us with big eyes. What kind of example are our lives, to those around us to the ones who are young? Some of the young look up to us with big eyes.

Pleadings of a Broken Heart! July 30, 2011. Life is cruel sometimes! As we hugged and he held on for a bit a deep sense of hope arose in my heart! In the end the truth always wins. In the end love always wins! March 3, 2011. Well it is 2011! Is to stop trying to be cute and clever and start to be more intentional and true.

Musings of a Christ-follower, pastor, husband and father. Like many people in America today, I have been extremely frustrated with how divided we have become. Over the summer, mainline Protestant clergy .

Beauty, Joy, Laughter, Tears, Friends, Family. This whole word press blog is complicated.

Back Page, Odd Posts, etc. The Greenwood Flood and the Patient Patrons. From overhead, a news-chopper shot. Smoke on the Mountain Homecomin. So more police and a firetruck were summoned, sirens blaring? Smoke on .

Sunday, March 25, 2012. A town not big not small. In the hills in Oregon on the coast. poet or novelist? If it fermented or a mouse died in it or what. The oldest of which finally collapses on page 141.