Writing from the Heart with Brian
Think, Laugh, & Cry Each Day
We all have little annoyances that bug us. Here's nine that bug me. Rude uncaring people. A know-it-all. A show-off. In the U.S., people who only see Republican red or Democrat blue and put political party over country. My instinct to fret and worry over things that I don't control. (Yea, I get annoyed with... Continue Reading →
(A version of this piece first appeared in July 2020.) I should have listened. Before we even left the house, I saw the weather report calling for the possibility of passing snow squalls. In the car, I heard the radio announcer caution listeners about how the snow was coming down West of us in big,... Continue Reading →
I feel a few things in my heart. Here's seven of them: --Despite a sea of hatred . . . Despite all the crummy news . . . Despite all of it, there's lots of good things happening all around us. More children and adults are able to attend school and get a quality education... Continue Reading →
Last Saturday night, a thundering boom shook the house. When I looked out the window, I could see lightning flashing across the sky. I watched all of it from a cushy living room chair. Despite the chaos outside, I was filled with an inner peace. Earlier in the day, my wife and I had taken... Continue Reading →
Everyone in my class had left. The prof had packed up too. I sat staring at my notebook for the longest time. When I was 18 or 19 and in college, I needed an elective, so I took an Introductory Religious Studies Class. I walked into the class thinking it would be a piece of... Continue Reading →
Christians see Jesus Christ's death as the ultimate sacrifice, leading to forgiveness and redemption. When I look on Christ's crucifixion, it's so big, so immense. It's hard for me to get my hands around. Yet, I understand it better when I stop and notice the sacrifices all around me. Oh, these sacrifices are smaller, nothing... Continue Reading →
My father enters the diner. Elton John's song Crocodile Rock fills the restaurant. He sees me in a corner booth and starts to make his way toward where I'm seated. He's careful to let the waitress pass with a tray full of food. He wears a heavy flannel shirt and jeans. The temperature is supposed... Continue Reading →
He was ten years older and stood a foot taller than me. We were both on the quiet side. He had two daughters that were around the age of my two oldest kids. When the kids were restless during church, he and I would both stand in the back entrance-way. We would rock our babies... Continue Reading →
When Pat, a family friend, lost her husband in the mid 1990s, she found herself rudderless. She couldn't get out of bed. She had a tough time moving on from the loss. They had been childhood sweethearts. They had spent a lifetime together and when their kids were finally out of the house and on... Continue Reading →
Writing from the Heart with Brian 
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