Never Sleeps

While a pastor on the Fort Berthold Reservation I was honored with the Indian name, "NeverSleeps". It was primarily because I was often responding to particular needs in the middle of the night.

Even more relevant, the Lord Himself, Maker of all, "Never Sleeps".

Surely you know.
Surely you have heard.
The Lord is the God who lives forever,
who created all the world.
He does not become tired or need to rest.
No one can understand how great his wisdom is.

Isaiah 40:28

Welcome to every reader. I am a simple follower of Jesus. He is perfect, I often fall short.

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Bike Path

Bike Path
(“You are to make a distinction between the holy and the common, and between the unclean and the clean.” Leviticus 10:10)

In the background, gnats stirred the heavy molecules of summer air;
dragonflies darted and parted the thin walls of warmth rising from the pavement,
the deer were in the shadows, bullfrogs greeted the ear with throaty baritone and
blue jays argued over a corner of sandwich crust left on the picnic table.


The bike ride listed from left of the forest to the bottom hollow out of the sun.
Midmorning sun traced the letters silkscreened on the back of the rider’s t-shirt
while he found the rhythm, feet like pistons on the pedals, and breathing between
each well-timed downthrust. Exercise, prayer and meditation aligned as


Breath and mind paid attention to the cycloramic portrait
and loved the new words found to describe the Artist of it all..

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