Another Mother’s Day

  At church, I feel like I’ve been gyrating on a merry-go-round at top speed. And now God wants me to stand up and worship? I glance at my wife, her eyes closed, singing. She has a touch of silver in her hair from 44 years of riding the merry-go-round with me, day-in and day-out.…

Graybeards’ Charge

Have you ever considered how blessed you are, if the graybeards in your family are God-fearing, gentle souls? I look at my own family and feel cheated that my grandfathers hoarded their wisdom and experience during their golden years. I never met Grandpa Smith. He commercial fished in the Gulf of Mexico. He was a…

Dead-End Creed

Don Higgins sniffed at my pathetic resume and hired me based on nothing but a couple of questions, one of which was, “Married?” “Yes, Sir. We have a baby…” He stroked his mustache with manicured fingers and nodded. “Good enough.” No one ever left Don’s store without feeling appreciated, and I felt it too. His…