His back against the old bank building
on 4th and Kuhl, shirt newly torn,
he looks at his dog and says,
“I got nothin’. But I can still sing.”
Picture: www.fatimadms1949.wordpress.com
His back against the old bank building
on 4th and Kuhl, shirt newly torn,
he looks at his dog and says,
“I got nothin’. But I can still sing.”
Picture: www.fatimadms1949.wordpress.com
If we are made in God’s image and God sings, then we should be singing, too.
Revitalizing the Christian imagination through painting, poetry, music, and more
Ancient Wisdom for Modern Seekers
Writing from the In/Between
Spiritual Direction for Integrated Living
from liquid courage to sober courage
an anamcara exploring those close encounters of the liminal kind
Collaborating with the Muses to inspire, create, and illuminate
...in such kind ways...
"That I may publish with the voice of thanksgiving, and tell of all thy wondrous works." Psalm 26:7
Blog for poet and singer-songwriter Malcolm Guite
…in the thick of things
REFLECTIONS & REVIEWS
Seeking that which is life giving.
… hope is oxygen
Rob's Lit-Bits 
Love the title on this one.. Intriguing.
or just random…
But the things we have in our drawers ARE random. Nice way to say that without saying it, if you know what I mean…
Thanks, Melody. Have an awesome Sunday.
If by that you mean ‘Have fun being housebound during your newest blizzard,” I accept! 🙂
Oh wow. Sorry. Sucks to be you…uh, I mean, God be with you.
HA! Nice catch! 🙂
’twas, really, wasn’t it?