I trim off the dangling threads from my well-worn Bill Blass carry-on. The ones still reaching to grip China, from the last time I left it… But couldn’t hold on. I bow my head, taking scissors, cutting the airline tag saying, Hong Kong. And the bars keeping aching eyes back, whip through my head…still piercing my […]
A Confession of Resurrecting, Idols of “Expectations”
Ever uncover an idol? No, really? A real life, without a doubt, idol? I have. “Expectations.” See. Like the golden calf. I keep formulating my own personal visions. When the path seems black. And I cannot see. Yes, God may start my journey. As I tread boldly out into open waters. But then, somehow. Somewhere along […]