Coping Skills

We Swim Together

The other day I was down by our turtle pond, a puddle really, and a frog jumped from a shrub into the water. Wow, we are developing out own little ecosystem.

Frogs are happy creatures, they are adrenaline junkies, the risk takers in the amphibious/reptilian...


We’re All Mad Here

Listening, it’s so hard to do. Why is that? As soon as we learn to walk, the lessons begin. “Listen to me,” “Hey are you listening,” “I said, listen.” “Were you even listening to me?” “If only you listened.” “Ever wonder why God gave...


Another Dad’s Day

Another Dad’s Day has come and gone. It seems that Father’s Day has escaped the holiday expansion trend. We make a bigger deal over holidays than what I remember from the past. Halloween is through the roof, Valentine’s Day is ridiculous, even Ground Hog day has gone national. Oh and Christmas, don’t get me started. I have no problem with Mother’s Day being bigger. I do empathize with all of the women who aren’t or can’t...

Coping Skills

The Stone In My Pocket

I carry a stone in my pocket.

It’s a small stone given to me by a speaker at this year’s Blueridge Mountain Christian Writer’s Conference near Asheville, NC. As 500 aspiring writers sat in the darkened auditorium, we were reminded of David who walked up...