Category: Writing

Time – A Poetic Reflection 0

Time – A Poetic Reflection

What became of lofty dreams, And noble goals expressed? By those whom it would always seem Could reach desired happiness. Yet, came the day to count the cost. Where others, seeing nothing lost; To them, just emptiness and dust. Time, said one to his good friend, Will lead all men to weep. For only in its passing bend Its treasure found, too deep. By such a day as could be seen This priceless rare commodity Already spent, on lesser things. <a href=”″>Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a>


Noblesse Oblige

Noblesse Oblige. The obligation of the nobility. The duty of royalty. The posture of a prince. All can be summed up in a word: service. Royalty comes with responsibility. The responsibility of stewarding others. The posture of a prince is one that serves his people. He sacrifices his own desires for the expense of his Father’s kingdom. He lets go of his ambitions for the sake of serving his people. He gives his life to defend and protect those in his kingdom who cannot do so. His title is high and lofty, yet his life is low and humble. Because...

The Call 0

The Call

1-30-2014  “Come near. Be still. Rest The chaos, the bitterness, And all that would test… Let me carry, give to me, Your impossible responsibility. And all that makes you weary Let it go. Come. Be near me.” This call, I hear. My heart responds, But something inside keeps fighting on. I have no will to break the bonds, That keep me striving on and always on, Forever in search of something. Always hoping and wishing, For someday when I can bring To Him expensive offerings. Of gold, of frankincense, of myrrh. Of treasures valued highly on the earth. Achievements, awards,...

Words 1


“To describe an emotion is to feel with words. To communicate a moment of existence is to bridge the eternal and the temporal with an intellectual…” Read the rest here

The Oxford Promise 0

The Oxford Promise

{A short excerpt from my upcoming book “Road to Royalty”} Walking beside the banks of the River Thames in Oxford, I was struck by a feeling that made my heart skip a beat and my breath come short. A split second beam of light from the clouded sky flashed into my soul and disappeared leaving me fulfilled, longing, and excited to discover what just happened. In anticipation and peace, I began waiting to discover what my heart now knew: that faith and life could be one not two. The fairytale would become reality and the Kingdom of God everything as...

Professor Gladenhall – Intro 0

Professor Gladenhall – Intro

“Professor Gladenhall” is a short story set in the English countryside at a small but renowned boarding school. As the story comes together, sections of it will be posted here for your enjoyment! <>< It all began when we took a class with a strange but kind professor at the boarding school. He had seemed alright to begin with and even played along with some of the jokes that us students decided to pull the first couple days when we should have been in class. For example. When his class was about to begin, most of us would scurry off...