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 Golden...
Jun 17, 2017 | authenticity, belonging, Christianity, Eugene C. Scott, God Sightings, grief, Living Spiritually |
This year I’ve lived forty-nine years beyond my dad’s death. Ironic. He would have turned forty-nine the year he died. Dad passed several days before Father’s Day, 1968. I’ve missed him. Whether I wanted to or not. But he’s been with me every day since, in one...
May 8, 2017 | adventure, belonging, Bible, Christianity, creation, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, Uncategorized |
Of all the dogs I’ve owned, I loved the one I lost most. She was a black and white Springer Spaniel we named Sasson, Hebrew for joy. I know, I know. We were young and so spiritual and didn’t have kids yet. We bought her in our first year of marriage. Dee Dee chose...
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...
Apr 17, 2017 | Eugene C. Scott, grief, healing, Jesus, John Updike, Marriage, pain, Uncategorized |
A Funeral [ File # csp17118221, License # 3291308 ] Licensed through http://www.canstockphoto.com in accordance with the End User License Agreement (http://www.canstockphoto.com/legal.php) (c) Can Stock Photo Inc. / honored A few months after my dad’s funeral my mom...
Dec 25, 2016 | Art, Bible, Christianity, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, God, God Sightings, Jesus, Living Spiritually, miracles, Uncategorized |
King David was, as usual, in trouble. Somebody or something was after him. Swords, spears, poison, royal duplicity. Or doubts and devils of the internal kind. Not so different from me, or you I suspect. On any given day we need God now and in force. “Part your...
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