Rear View Mirror

Depending on the time of the year, I have opportunity to witness the world being transformed into some sort of magical land for me as the sun makes its way over the eastern rim of Earth. To arrive at the place where I spend my week days I must head west. So often, as I

Spiritual Drought

Some West Texas summers are brutal. During those times it isn’t uncommon to step out and see the dry, crusty land open up in large cracks in thirsty pleading for water. Those months can be harsh, with temperatures rising, baking the hills that dot the countryside to a deeper than golden brown. Even creek beds,

I Almost Missed It

Saying goodnight to the world, I was hopeful for a morning of extended dreams. The normal routine of Saturday would be a little different that day. Not all of me had received that message and long before the sun began to peek in on our world waking it up, something had caused my eyes to