Reflections, ramblings, and a good cup of warm coffee.

Out here on the porch (the reflections blog), the breeze carries whatever thoughts happen to wander by. Sometimes it’s about the writing life—the strange, wonderful journey of shaping words into stories. Other days, it’s reflections on faith, grief, grit, or growing older with a little bit of humor and a whole lot of grace. You might even find an occasional holy nudge disguised as a story. In a nutshell, this is a blog about writing, life, and faith.

Some posts might feel like a devotional in blue jeans, others like a napkin note from the Almighty tucked into your lunchbox. Every so often, they may come with a smile, a memory, or a reminder that you’re not alone. These reflections blogs are crafted for thoughtful readers—folks who like to sit with words for a while and see where they lead.

There’s no big promise here. No grand theme or polished agenda. Just an old guy who writes books, pays attention to the quiet things, and shares what shows up. If a post makes you feel a little lighter or think a little deeper, then the porch did its job.

So go on—kick off your shoes, sip something warm, and stay as long as you like. You’re welcome anytime. The blog posts below offer reflections content for readers who enjoy a casual but thoughtful approach to writing, faith, and the ordinary moments that hold extraordinary meaning.

  • Things Left Undone

    The heaviest weight we carry into the end often includes the burden of things left undone. And, it is often someone’s name we never made peace with. Some doors don’t close with time. They stay ajar, waiting for an apology, a phone call, or the courage to forgive. There are moments in life when we…

  • Old Men’s Coffee Club

    Friendship isn’t about who you’ve known the longest. It’s about who sat with you when you needed it most… over a cup of coffee.” ~ Anonymous I was a policeman way back when, in what now feels like another lifetome ago. Being on the early shift meant a necessary gallon or two of coffee. After…

  • I Call it Wisdom. My Kids Call it Rambling.

    Passing along insights (solicited or not), and what we learn when we least expect it. A father sharing wisdom with his boy Sometimes the wisest thing a man can do is sit still, speak softly, and stay close.~ unknown (but maybe it was your dad)~ They used to hang on every word. When they were…

  • Help Wanted

    pexels-julia-m-cameron-6994992 Volunteers Wanted: No experience needed. Just a questionable sense of judgment and free time you’ll soon regret. Help Wanted (Yes, even you.) You know, “Help Wanted” usually smells like work… the kind with timecards, supervisors, and fluorescent lights that hum like a bad mood. But when you see a sign like the one above.…

  • When the Ghosts of the Past Come Knocking

    pexels-suzyhazelwood-6785319 “The past is never dead. It’s not even past.” — William Faulkner Faulkner wasn’t wrong. The past doesn’t ask permission. It just shows up, usually when we’re least prepared for it. Ever notice how memories have impeccable timing? You’re pouring coffee, folding laundry, or staring at a blinking cursor, and bam. A name. A…

  • Why do I write?

    Why write books? Well, I’m an author and that’s what authors do. But the answer is much deeper than that. I want people to read my books and see themselves on the pages. Hopefully, they…

  • The first step

    Musings from #oldguywritesbooks (a series) When a baby takes the first step, it’s a mixture of things that might be considered opposites. The first step is tenuous yet bold because there is no outright fear.…

  • A leap of faith

    Musings from #oldguywritesbooks (a series) The phrase “a leap of faith” originated in the mid-1800s but gained popularity in the 1900s. It comes from the Latin word “saltus fidei,” which Danish philosopher Søren Kierkegaard coined.…

  • I will fear no more

    Musings from #oldguywritesbooks (a series) If you continue to doubt that you can author that book burning within you, you might start to consider that the noise in your mind is just two opposing voices…

  • Stumbling Block

    Musings from #oldguywritesbooks (a series) The orange cube in the picture is a stumbling block. Because it is cube-shaped, it has six sides. Imagine that each side has a different word or phrase imprinted on…

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