Sometimes we make decisions that hurt — and life goes on

It’s a melancholy sort of day

You know, one of those days when things are going okay, but even the triumphs are clouded with a kind of sadness. One of those we got the rain we really need last night, but the storm sent too many of the waiting-for-fall leaves sailing prematurely kind of days.


Lessons from a bad day

It wasn’t that great a day today. One of those Alexander kind of days, in fact. You know — a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

Well, it wasn’t all that bad. Except, I lied to a neighbor. I did.

The day actually started well. The heat and air…

Recognizing the constants in your life

A message from the past

The message arrived at 4:53 yesterday morning. Through the haze of slumber, I heard the chime announcing it and rolled over, assuming it could wait.

It did.

When I had brushed my hair and finished a cup or two of coffee (a few hours…

The words may get turned around, but our Creator never does

I sit, listening to the quiet of the morning. The morning after, perhaps I should say.

Last night a cold front moved through our region, the lower temperatures of the northern air pushing under the stubborn heat of our southern summer. As usually happens with this situation, the leading edge…

Reasons to move on with our lives without character assassination

How is it that the fear
Banished in the morning light
Claws at my heart now,
Cowering in the new thrown night?

Hyperbole is what that is. Poetic license, taken by one given to flights of imagination. It’s expected when one writes in verse and rhyme.

Still, it’s not so…

Expectations, like grace, can be a gift from God

“God, let who I am show You to the world around me today.”

I don’t really know why I wrote the words. Someone I don’t know asked a question on a popular social media site I rarely use recently. For some reason, I needed to answer.

Her question was, “What’s…

Lessons on crossing bridges the correct way

I wonder if I could just put it down to folks being in a hurry. It’s not my intent to malign anyone’s reputation here. Still, there seemed to be neither a surplus of intelligence nor the absence of poor judgment in either of the adversaries.

We had just eaten a…

Wisdom from the lips of a 3-year-old

“Every page he turns says, ‘Once upon a time.’”

A friend, whose name I never can recall, shared the delightful photo of her grandson, along with the above text on a social media page today. I am transported.

Really. Carried away.

When I was a child, all the best stories…

So are the butterflies, but they’re much quieter

The lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Yes, I have a good inheritance.
(Psalm 16:6, NKJV)

Earlier today, I trekked from my comfortable home to meet the Lovely Lady at her workplace and to walk her back home. I strolled, in comfortable shoes, along a smooth sidewalk shaded…

Remembering that we’re never on our own

I’m not letting you out of my sight

The Lovely Lady needed a few things from the grocery store. No, she wasn’t sending me for them. With more than forty years of hands-on experience, she knows better than to chance that near-certain fiasco. …

Paul Phillips

Christ-follower, writer, Horn player, curmudgeon-in-training. Recovering hypocrite.

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