Derailed
Learning to Run is going into hibernation. Thanks for coming along on this brief foray. The pencil is broken and the bleachers beckon. May you run well. CPH
I'm a wordsmith, a carpenter, an ex-pastor, and a repentant sinner. I have seven wonderful children and an amazing wife who still loves me.
Learning to Run is going into hibernation. Thanks for coming along on this brief foray. The pencil is broken and the bleachers beckon. May you run well. CPH
I’m going to sit quietly in the dark and quietly bleed. Maybe it’ll get better. People have been telling me that for 6 months. But I don’t see it. And every time I get some momentum for life something or someone reminds me of how poor my form is or how slowly I run. I … More Running hurts.
“Courage consists of hanging on one minute longer.” Albert Payson Terhune We speak of holding on, a trite phrase, simplistic, pointless. Holding on to what? My sanity? Am I sane? Was I sane? Saniswane? Jabberwocky? No strength of yours or mine is sufficient to “hold on.” I have felt the strength of the storm … More Holding On
Genesis 3:4-5 And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall not surely die: For God doth know that in the day ye eat thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods, knowing good and evil. I am a student. A lifelong student in pursuit of knowledge. As a child, … More Deadly Knowledge
Don’t be fooled by me. Don’t be fooled by the face I wear For I wear a mask, a thousand masks, Masks that I’m afraid to take off And none of them is me. Pretending is an art that’s second nature with me, but don’t be fooled, for God’s sake don’t be fooled. I give … More Please Hear What I’m Not Saying
I used to sing. Lots. Constantly in fact. Solo, harmony, choir, directing, supporting, leading, or listening. I was surrounded by music. Over the years something changed. The happy songs became infrequent, and sad songs became standard until they too ceased. Ceased. Like deceased. Dead. My song is dead. For the last years the only songs … More The loss of song
Exodus 3:1-3 Now Moses kept the flock of Jethro his father in law, the priest of Midian: and he led the flock to the backside of the desert, and came to the mountain of God, even to Horeb. And the angel of the LORD appeared unto him in a flame of fire out of the … More Shoes Off Part 1
The Wages of Sin is Death…But do we consider the interest on that wage? Today I’m doing demolition in a home I helped construct. The work of weeks destroyed in a few hours. I wish I had thought of the destruction I was wreaking in my life as I invited the demolition crew of sin … More High Interest Payments
I HATE dentists. Not really, my dentist is an amazing fellow with great staff. If you come to Cold Lake, I’ll hook you up. It would be more correct to say I hate going to dentists. Sure, they are expensive, they take time, and they remind me of hospitals… Honestly, they terrify me because I … More Soul Cavities
REAL part 2. By now I am sure you have heard of my sin. It was vile, and I have no excuses. Your pastor may have a copy of a letter I have sent our supporting churches. I have already asked for forgiveness from everyone involved, and I would ask it of you too. My … More Real 2