On Being Readied for the Harvest

On Being Readied for the Harvest

The soil, still wearing winter’s crust, almost taunts the farmer–daring him to unleash the toothed blade. Greeting the day before the moon is veiled beyond earth’s ridge, the man drops the tool behind his machine and tills narrow ditches in a quilt-like...
Breaking the Chains of Depression

Breaking the Chains of Depression

The high-pitched whirring of the car matched the acceleration of my heart, a rapid ta-tunk, ta-tunk, ta-tunk as I pressed the accelerator. Thoughts ricocheted in my mind, rapid-fire like a motorized, ball-pitching machine. They’d be better off without me. This...
Breaking the Chains of Depression

It Only Takes a Moment

The base of the purple-tipped mountains blurred softly along the undulating edge of the rising fog like the folds of a heavy curtain lifting ever so slowly to reveal the hardscape of Nature’s beauty. It was only a glimpse. An impression captured on the way to...
Breaking the Chains of Depression

The Perspective from My Knees

One mid-September evening is etched indelibly in my mind.  My two preschool aged sons and I were hunched under the stairs in a closet made to accommodate nothing more than a vacuum cleaner and a few jackets.  Trying to forget the swaying of the house, Ben, Connor and...
Breaking the Chains of Depression

Unwrapping Peace

Was peace an illusion?  For years, my haunted heart yearned for its calming balm.  Christ promised His followers, “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.   I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be...