Barefoot in the Grass

Barefoot in the Grass

Fresh Air With the backyard grass freshly mowed by my teenage son, I slip off my flip flops and sink my bare feet into the cool, plush lawn. Due to an unusually cool and wet August, the yard has retained its deep, verdant, inviting hue. The familiar yet always...
Catch a Shooting Star

Catch a Shooting Star

Fresh Air For the third day in a row, I caught a shooting star out of the upper corner of my eye. Twice during the pre-dawn early morning hours walking in our neighborhood greenbelt and once standing in our backyard around 10pm gazing at the sky, I experienced that...
Morning on the Water

Morning on the Water

Fresh Air Just before dawn, I slipped my old kayak into the waters of Stinchcomb Wildlife Area. For late July in Oklahoma, the 67 degree morning air invited me into its hospitable space. Gliding along the Canadian River, the mist rose from the surface, unveiling the...
Echoes of Gratitude

Echoes of Gratitude

Fresh Air Probably the single most famous speech given in the history of game players was given by a generally silent Yankee first baseman named Lou Gehrig. He stood at a microphone on a day honoring him after a fabulous career, suffering from a horrible disease that...
7 Things That Must Be Believed to Be Seen

7 Things That Must Be Believed to Be Seen

Fresh Air “You have to see it to believe it.” Isn’t this how we normally think of it? But today, I’d like to share 7 things that must be believed to be seen. As you glance over these you may push back a bit, but I challenge you to consider the crucial part that belief...