Mar 21, 2020 | adventure, Art, authenticity, belonging, Bible, care, Christianity, Church Planting, COVID-19, Eugene C. Scott, God, God Sightings, grace, Health, Hope, Jesus, Living Spiritually, photography, Uncategorized |
Editor’s note: When looking behind the curtain on my website, I somehow magically made my home page and this post disappear. As a result I had to repost. My good friend and fantastic author and webmaster, LS Hawker fixed it. Read her novels: The Drowning Game,...
Feb 24, 2020 | adventure, Art, Christianity, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, God Sightings, Jesus, Living Spiritually, photography |
Across the wide cab of my 1970 Ford pickup, Bruce plucked his banjo. The rain had stopped. We had driven from Montana through Idaho and into Utah. We were only sixteen. It was 2 a.m. I had been driving since about 8 p.m. and was beat. The speedometer needle...
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...
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...
Oct 5, 2018 | Art, Eugene C. Scott, God, God Sightings, Living Spiritually, Nature photography |
Above me aspens climb the sky Knobbly fingers intertwine Creating a lattice of quivering lace Painting yellow hue on cobalt face Heart-shaped leaves collect the sun Phosphorescence of the One Throwing sparks of gentle light Scattering dreams, kites in flight...
Apr 25, 2017 | Art, belonging, Christianity, Eugene C. Scott, God Sightings, grace, Jesus, Living Spiritually, Uncategorized |
I have this recurring day dream where I’ve died and gone to heaven. I’m standing in line, in the clouds, though the footing is firm enough. My hands are sweaty. My heart is playing the kettle drum. I see the gates gleaming.* A line of people stretches out behind me...
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