I Will Be With You

The sun has set. Another day has rolled off into eternity and the week, with its challenges, is nearing an end.

With a thankful heart and a sound mind, I rest in my Creator’s promise:




The Beauty of Grace

There are not too many things one can do to get me all riled up, but I remember a few years ago someone managed to do just that…

The finer details have long been forgotten but, at the time the issue came to my attention, I had no access to the offender. The longer I thought about what was said, the more I fumed, and the very next friend who asked me how I was doing got an earful… all the way down to the urge I had then to give the offender a solid punch.

She listened, for however long it took for me to get it all out, before dropping this gem…

[Warning: Reality check ahead]



“They have a problem with (x), but you have a problem with anger and we need to talk about that.”


Personal spiritual issues trump peripheral issues any day of the week.

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In Memory of Mr. Gilbert

I remember chanting the gem in school that taught every Jamaican child just how the Atlantic hurricane season was supposed to play out:

June, too soon.

July, stand by.

August, we must.

September, remember.

October, all over.

We chanted in sing-song fashion as seasons came and went. It all seemed like great fun until… Well… I will tell you about that in just a minute.

Today, as I continue to view all disturbances in the Atlantic Ocean with suspicion, it is as good a time as any to take a trip down memory lane. Continue reading