The Dangerous Trap of “Always Wanting More” (And Why You Can’t Stop Chasing It)
Some days I can’t wait to get out of bed and get moving. Moving toward what? Nothing in particular. But staying still means I’m boring, doesn’t it? Surely the next best thing is just over the hill or beyond that rainbow over there. What rainbow, you ask?…
The Sound of the Midnight Train: Reflections on Melancholy, Memory, and Growing Older
Melancholy. What a strange word. It can mean longing, reflection, sadness, the memory of times past. In living my life, it is not a word I have given much thought. Yet here I am, in the midst of what I suppose would be called melancholy. There is a train…
“Neglected, Not Gone”: Why the Good Old Days Are Less About Nostalgia and More About Faith
Every now and then, a song will sneak up on you. I was thinking about that old Judds song, “Grandpa,” and the line about the good old days. At first, it is easy to think the song is talking about old cars, dirt roads, front porches, and simpler times.…
Mares Eat Oats
“Mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy. A kid’ll eat ivy too, wouldn’t you?” Hi. My name is Wayne. I am sixty-four years old. And in this moment, I realized the kid is a baby goat. Not a child. Not some strange little ankle biter…
Stay Upright
Walking gets a lot of attention, and it should. Walking is simple, useful, and honest. It tells the body, “We are still participating,” and that is important. You will be surprised what a difference it can make. But walking is not the whole story. Before…