Go now, a child of God. Choose well the road you take,
And the decisions you make. Keep in mind always that The God you serve continues to call to you, making you more and more every day into the faithful one God wants you to be.

Thursday, April 12, 2012



Draft; noun: A preliminary version of a piece of writing; a plan, sketch or rough drawing; compulsory recruitment for military service; a current of cool air in a room or other confined space; verb: Prepare a preliminary version; pull or draw; adjective: Denoting beer or other drink that is kept in and served from a barrel or tank rather than from a bottle or can.

Locate; verb: Discover the exact place or position of; place within a particular context; establish oneself or one's business in a specified place.

Serenity; noun: The state of being calm, peaceful, and untroubled.

Is that you, or Sophie?

Sometimes I see you in my cat, Sophie- a boy cat. Sophie is a prankster. Yesterday he hid beneath the dining room table and as I walked by, Sophie jumped and knocked a glass of chocolate milk from my hands. The milk went everywhere and Sophie turned back to look at the empty glass spinning on the hardwood floor, only as if to snicker as he ran to escape my cursing that filled the room. A few minutes later, Sophie sat at my feet as I rinsed the glass in the kitchen sink. He sits not facing the cabinet or me, he sits watching the rest of the kitchen like a protector to make sure nothing comes up behind me, watching and waiting. Sophie started biting his nails. Unusual for a cat, but every evening, he will sit upright with his back propped on a pillow against the couch and bites and pulls at his front paw nails until satisfied. I’ve taken to biting my nails too. I didn’t used to. I do a lot of things I didn’t used to do, since you’ve been gone.

Occasionally, I feel you in the room with me. If I didn’t think you were re-incarnated as Sophie, I’d hope she could see you when I don’t. There isn’t a draft in the whole house. It is sealed up tight. I could not mistake the wind for your ghost passing through the room. I know when you are there. You are like Sophie, hiding in wait, one day you will show yourself and I will certainly be surprised and fling everything I am carrying through the air, and you will laugh. We will both think it is funny . I would love to hear your laughter again. Knowing you are near is my serenity. I miss you; I love you, brother.

1 comment:

  1. Hello friend, long time no see or talk. In the past two months I have lost two of my friends..... my brothers as well. We share that common grief and I do not know what to do. In addition, the past half year has cost me the love of my life. The reason we will not spend eternity together with two beautiful girls possibly more, is no ones fault but my on. No more than 10 mins after asking for the lords help today, I miss her terribly, I found your blog. I want her to know that I do love her so much and although we are so close, we have never been farther away. Since they introduced me to their best friend, I have enjoyed knowing you ever since. God didn't let me stumble in their path, I beg him for a second chance at happiness, in some way, everynight. If he answers my prayers, ill be damned if anyone, anything, "includeing me, messes it up. We love you nunya... I'm so glad I found you again after the orb. It is amazing to me that after a long conversation with the lord, here I am. I wish you And your friend all the best. Your brother and my brothers have are backs, 100%. If anything, they led us to the lord for help. I'll be hanging, at the corner of bench and hill. Best wishes gin gin.