Feb 5, 2020 | creation, Eugene C. Scott, God, God Sightings, healing, Listening, Literature, Living Spiritually, Meaning, Uncategorized |
Were you taught this lie? “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me!” Here’s another lie I heard and believed. “If you quit at one thing, you’ll be a quitter forever,” a girlfriend’s father said to me after I quit high school. He should have...
Jan 22, 2020 | Christianity, Community, Eugene C. Scott, God Sightings, grace, grief, happiness, healing, Living Spiritually, Nature photography, photography |
I’m in therapy. Not just counseling, not coaching, not mentoring. Therapy. Those others are helpful and powerful. I’m a counselor, coach, and mentor myself. I need therapy. Deep. Hard. Soul cracking work. A recent painful, unexpected transition woke me to this. It...
Jan 7, 2020 | Art, dreams, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, God, God Sightings, grief, Hope, Living Spiritually, Uncategorized, Writing |
Watching the ball drop each New Year resembles tossing a stone into a still pool of time. Reflective ripples race out in every direction. This is the nature of new. A new year, new relationship, new start of any type stirs reflectiveness, a tendency to glance back...
Dec 16, 2019 | God Sightings, healing, Jesus, Living Spiritually, miracles, story, Writing |
I recently underwent a procedure. A prostate biopsy. Looking for cancer. I’m not a whiner, but the words that came to mind to describe it are painful and degrading. And, yes, I’m that old. The nurse asked my name, birthdate, and what procedure I was there for....
Apr 20, 2019 | Art, Christianity, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, God, God Sightings, grief, Jesus, Lent, Living Spiritually, mystery, photography, poetry |
Waiting. How did Jesus’ disciples feel on that dark Saturday after Jesus was crucified? Remembering the emptiness, grief, fear, disbelief, and irrational hope I felt after my dad’s death, I imagined this response. Neil Berg’s rock opera The 12 imagines...
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