Category Archives: Writing

For Better or Worse

Snort. “You calling pigs?” “What are you talking about?!?” Snort. The man in the woman sat in the kitchen eating breakfast. The orange sun rose through the yellow haze as pollen fell like powdery snow. Snort. “Oh, that.  Allergies. Sorry.” … Continue reading →

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Risen

The green spring grass of the hills was stained crimson.  A mourning dove flew silently over the flowering fruit trees in the orchard that were splintered and reduced to stumps. Bodies lay among the fallen apple blossoms.  The guns of … Continue reading →

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The Jim and Jill Gaston Lecture Series

Last Thursday night, I had the honor of speaking at Arkansas State University – Mountain Home as part of the Jim and Jill Gaston Lecture Series. The mission of the series is to: Challenge individuals to think reason and learn. … Continue reading →

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The Adventure

How do you turn a fun fishing trip into a battle for survival? Just add water. Lots of water. Lots of rushing, clear, cold water. Also, you need a rootball from an old tree.  Mix in a swift current that … Continue reading →

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In memory of ParrotDad

ParrotDad passed away this evening.  Our thoughts and prayers go out to ParrotMom and her family. God be with you.

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Good things

It has been a week of change. I watched as my sister buried her beloved husband. Now I’m about to watch several talented long-time co-workers walk through the door. I’m heading to Arkansas for speaking event. And I’ll be co-hosting … Continue reading →

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The most successful man I’ve ever known.

I threw dirt on a man who didn’t deserve it. You probably don’t know him. As far as I know, he had no real plans to conquer the world.  No, he was quite happy living his life quietly inside the … Continue reading →

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The Compass Course

Trapped in the thorns and brambles, the 12-year-old Boy Scout tried to breathe away his pain and his fear. A bright, warm sun was shining brightly through the swaying canopy of the oaks and beech trees. It was a peaceful … Continue reading →

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Ross Bjork

Sports is more than the final score to me. It’s a microcosm of humanity (with more precise rules.) You can, as ABC’s Wide World of Sports used to say, see the “thrill of victory and the agony of defeat.”  I … Continue reading →

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Mississippi Children’s Museum’s April Artist in Residence

I’ll be the Mississippi Children’s Museum’s  Artist in Residence for April. “When I was a little boy, I met an artist who drew cartoons for the local television station. His work lit my imagination like a roman candle and sent … Continue reading →

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