faith
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The faith of middle age bears little resemblance to the spirituality of youth what passed for insight at twenty was a liturgical hedonism of belief The faith of my middle years is more tangible, palpable, believable, less explainable but far more credible to anyone bothering to pay attention. Read more
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I am a spiritual man I believe stuff. I have read a lot, lived a bunch, experienced much, seen and did things Other people of different places, peoples, cultures old ways and fresh ideas. have always piqued my curiosity Ideas of life, concepts of God, the/a hereafter, meanings of life, purposes for existing. Questions, asked Read more
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I “This,” he said, bemused, “is my calling?” “Well,” replied God, evenly, “at least I didn’t call you collect.” II “Ah, yes!” he said confidently, “This is my calling in life!” “Unusual,” puzzled God, “as your line was always busy.” III “This” he proclaimed with cautious certainty, “is my true calling.” God nodded affirmingly, “Well, Read more
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When your faith is tested your belief doesn’t get graded but you do Read more
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Faith is ego True, deep, abiding exclusionary faith is your ego run amok Blind faith is egomaniacal, contrary to belief , less about submission, more simple self-absorption cum-righteousness Believing is good. Absolute certainty, unfortunately, is all about you Read more
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Reading the patina-seasoned bronze postcard at my feet stokes no inner desire of mine to travel Details are scarce; dates, no places. This is premium vacation time, a long time coming traveling solo; no timeshares, no all-inclusive-cruise – hostel or hostile? No clue, just reading the postcard No routine platitudes, clichés; ‘having wonderful time’ ‘wish Read more
Ponderable polemics, poetic 