On Loan

I could not imagine what it was like
living without running water until
the other day when the pipes froze.

Then the rain came. The icicles on
every house in town started to melt
and running water returned.

But it was my recent tooth extraction
that reminded me how frail humankind
is. True, we are wonderfully and

fearfully made, but fragile. As I was
listening to the whir of the drill and
occasional cracking sounds, I was also

reminded I was never destined to be a
dentist. Not my gift. You see, whether
or not you believe in God, He is the

giver of gifts. All gifts. For example:

Two farmers are neighbors. One does
not believe in God; and the other does
believe in God. But God gives to both.

God provides rain for both of them.

Hence, it is apparent that my new
dentist and his staff are amazing and
love what they do. So, my dear reader,

be thankful for the skills and the gifts
you have. No matter how hard you
worked to learn to do what you do and

love to do, use your gifts well, because
God delights in excellence as they are
His gifts. On loan to us for a season.

Into the Void

a lovely summer day in the middle
of winter and before a deep freeze
hits us this coming weekend

my thoughts are far from here
preoccupied with dreams
unrealized hopes unfulfilled

new thoughts and dreams tip my
world off of its axis but the Lord
has brought me through worse

the sound of a train whistle brings
me back to the here and now as
my thoughts chug forward

when my spiritual discernment
is at an all-time low God’s
unfailing love spills into the void