Russellings of the Spirit

Jesus Christ

  • Blades of Grass

    I was supposed to go to my 50th high school class reunion last year. Instead, all members of the Hilliard (Ohio) High School class of 1970 spent our reunion year cowering inside hermetically sealed isolation suits, trying our best to avoid… Continue reading

  • In Praise of Slow

    Normally, I am a pretty fast guy. I walk fast. I drive fast (much to Joan’s great displeasure). I eat fast and drink fast. I cook fast, I wash the dishes fast, and I make my bed fast. I even… Continue reading

  • New Glasses

    “He noticed!” said Joan with a hint of surprise in her voice. “Yes he did…,” I replied, adding, “…That’s because Elijah is a Professional Noticer of Things.” Elijah, operating the sound board for our church’s outdoor worship service yesterday, noticed that I… Continue reading

  • Blessed Assurance

    Poor Rosie the dog. You see, yesterday was trash pick-up day on our cul-de-sac. Actually, because of the goofy way the city of Fort Collins does business, yesterday was one of THREE weekly trash pick-up days on our tiny eight… Continue reading

  • Tennis anyone?

    I am not a huge tennis fan, but I do love watching a good, sustained, competitive tennis volley. Each player is moving to the ball… returning their opponent’s shot with confidence… probing to find the perfect angle to sneak the… Continue reading

  • Homecoming

    Where is your place? Whenever I discuss the important places in my life, I usually list four:  Columbus, Ohio – the place where I was born. Seattle, Washington – the place to which our family moved in 1969 (and still… Continue reading

  • Sharing Sea Bass

    Forgive me, blogosphere, for I have sinned. Today’s confession: I am not good at sharing.  Especially when it comes to food. But don’t take my word for it. Just ask Joan. Allow me to set the scene: Joan and I are… Continue reading

  • Listening to The Voice

    “I love you,” she said. She paused. And then added, “Always have… always will.” And although he’d heard those words from her thousands of times during the 24 years of their relationship, it was different this time. That word –… Continue reading

  • An Idle Mind

    Idle hands are not a problem for me. Most of the time, I am either doing something or reveling in the fact that I am NOT doing anything. An idle mind though? That’s another story entirely. It happened to me… Continue reading

  • Your Real Name

    As Juliet once famously asked, looking heavenward from her balcony, “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet…” Juliet’s ambivalence on the topic of names is understandable; if her lover Romeo… Continue reading