Calling on God

There was a pebble Right under the ball of  My foot, held in place By my shoe. Every step I took I felt The rock and it hurt. It seemed impossible that is was heaven sent. I started to limp And every so often shuffled My right foot trying To dislodge the stone. That’s howContinue reading “Calling on God”

The Release

Each morning I tucked a crumpled foil pouch of mushrooms in my pocket before I walked two miles from my little country shack to the truck stop on the highway where I earned my spending money.  As I was trudging down the side of the restaurant building in the early morning, I peeled open theContinue reading “The Release”