A Crimson Cord;

Chapter 2 When I started school, kids asked me innocent and fair questions - questions I had never considered on my own.   “Why don’t you have a mom and dad?”   Hmmmm...I didn’t know the answer to that to tell you the truth. So, I asked.  This was the moment in my life where I learned a new skill - how to “read the room”.   The other lesson I learned concurrently was this: silence is a massively effective communication tool that quite accurately imparts what people won’t or can’t say out loud. It’s weird, because it wasn’t the kids asking the question that made me feel uncomfortable. It was the response of the adults. It was then when I knew something was awry. I was told (truthfully) that my parents had me when they were very young and could not take care of me so Granny and Grandad took care of me. I was cool with that. Seemed reasonable. However, the bitter chill in the room when I asked that question didn’t jive with the ...

Y ou know, when you pray...you should really ask yourself:   Am I prepared for the answer?   I went through a spiritual period that you could call a dry spell.  I was reaching out to God for many reasons and He seemed to not be hearing me.  I was bereft in my personal life and marriage.  I had, at one time in my life, sung in choirs and small groups and solos.  Now I was afraid to sing.  Which didn’t much matter because I had become so empty that I could not physically sing anymore anyway.  But when I heard the song “Let Me Rediscover You”  on my iPod or sang it at church, I would recite the lyrics as a prayer.  The abbreviated lyrics are below. (Emphasis mine) “ Your spirit hovers over my waters Your love burns longer than the sun The skies of thunder echo your wonder Your praises can't be over sung The whole universe is witness To only a part of what you've done So let me rediscover you And breathe i...