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 Reminder to Myself, Hidden in the Boulders at Wind Rock: Day Seventeen

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.  * We drive south, past the New River Valley into Giles, where the road climbs up and up […]

A Little Comfort, Written on Small Stones, Sunk in the River: Day Thirteen

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 go down to the river where it curls close to Salem Park.  Where it ripples shallow over stones. […]