Rest

Halfway down the trail on the Murray Run Greenway, smack in the middle of the woods, there’s a single park bench.  As far as I know, it’s the only bench located in these woods, and I’ve done a lot of thinking and dreaming there since we first moved to the Star City three years ago. I’ve prayed […]

A One-Word Invitation, Chalked on an Abandoned Railroad Track: Day Twenty-Two

This post is part of the Secret Messages Project.  Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all.  I hope you’ll join me.  * I stumbled over a set of abandoned railroad tracks today — the weeds grown high between the […]