by Duane Scott | Aug 11, 2011 | for reflection
I coast through most days on auto pilot. But today is different, and I don’t know why, but as the sun wakes me slowly, I have that deep within feeling that this day before me has been made by God, and as the sun spills across my bed, and dances across the room,...
by Duane Scott | Jul 21, 2011 | for reflection
I listen with my eyes. Mouth open, laughter escaping; floating in the air around me like a child blowing bubbles. And I wonder where all this happiness comes from; what or who creates it and how one who doesn’t have it, can obtain it. I briefly contemplate if...
by Duane Scott | Jul 14, 2011 | for reflection
There is this bridge I cross over every day. Every day, I’m tempted to jump. Before you jump to conclusions (pun intended), I’d like to explain. Outside our local town, there is an old weathered welcome sign, and underneath it hangs a small plaque that shows the...
by Duane Scott | Jul 7, 2011 | for reflection
My feet closely follow Southern Gal’s across the black and white tiled floor. Hand in hand, we dance toward the counter, sidestepping an older gentleman who motions to a woman waiting and says, “I’m with my bride. Go ahead.” “Creepy,” I think to myself, but when I...
by Duane Scott | Jun 30, 2011 | for reflection
Yesterday, I was a big wimp. My wife, being the warrior that she is, climbed out of my car confidently and faced her fears head on. “Text me when you’re done,” I said and drove away. Yes, like a sissy. As I made my getaway, leaving her behind, I made...
