Russellings of the Spirit

poverty

  • TODAY’S FORECAST

    Sometimes it all just gets to be a little much, doesn’t it? I continue to wait in vain for the scales of justice to tip even minutely back toward balance. I ask; the rich CAN’T just continue getting richer, can… Continue reading

  • More candles… more seeds

    I’d like to ask you to pause just for a moment and think about your home.  Not just the house you live in. But everything else that causes you to call it HOME.  What do you like about it? What… Continue reading

  • Backwards mission

    It is now just an hour or so until we head to the airport. Joan and I are about to jump on a plane and join 16 other people for a week in Guatemala. Going from 25 degrees and snowing… Continue reading

  • Hungry?

    Yes. I’m hungry. It is about lunchtime here in Oregon as I sit and compose this post. My stomach is grumbling a bit because I have not eaten anything since the delicious dinner Joan prepared for us last night.  But… Continue reading

  • Old eyes, new eyes/Brown eyes, blue eyes

    For at least the first week and a half afterward, it is like I had an eye transplant. Old eyes gone… a new set dropped into their place. And then, inevitably, I realize that the old eyes have returned… slowly… Continue reading