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...
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...
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....
Mar 5, 2013 | authenticity, belonging, Christianity, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, God Sightings, healing, Uncategorized |
June 13, 1968 was one of those summer nights both forgettable and unforgettable. The only reason I remember the actual date is because it’s on the death certificate. That evening I do remember driving over to my oldest sister’s apartment in our turquoise Ford...
Feb 18, 2013 | Art, Eugene C. Scott, Faith, God Sightings, Jesus, Living Spiritually |
This year I couldn’t wait for Lent. So I started early. February 4 to be exact. I know that sounds akin to being excited about getting fired or wearing shoes two sizes too small. But last year during Lent I added a measure of silence to my life by fasting from...
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