It happened every Friday evening, almost without fail, when the sun resembled a giant, orange ball sliding into the blue ocean. Ed strolls along the beach to his favorite pier, Clutched in his bony hand was a bucket of shrimp. Ed walks out to the end of the pier, where it seems he has the world – devoid of fear and death – to himself. The glow of the sun is a golden bronze now. Everybody’s gone, except for a few joggers along the beach. Standing out on the end of the pier, Ed is alone with this thoughts…and his Read More
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The World is Mine
This unknown author sees her blessings as she looks at the world around her, and how she reacts. She writes: “Today, while riding a bus, I saw a very beautiful woman and wished I were as lovely. When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle. She had one leg and used a crutch. But as she passed, she gave a smile to me. Oh, God, forgive me when I whine. I have been blessed; the world is mine. I stopped to buy some candy. The lad who sold it had such charm. I talked with Read More
Grace
How can a blog post with a one-word title like “Grace” have enough depth and undisputed merit to warrant such an endeavor? Read on and find out. What if all the editors gave unmeasured grace to every writer who submitted his or her work? That would be an unkind kindness. Readers everywhere would be deluged with atrocious articles or books, although there might be a spattering of good reading material. Unmeasured grace would not do good to increase the author’s writing skills or the reader’s enjoyment of a good read. What if reviews gushed on with how great all published Read More