when i was a boy i thought that the greatest adventure was in my backyard, the woods behind my house, and the creek down the road.
now i know that there are far greater adventures one takes in the heart, mind, and soul.
when i was a boy i thought that breaking a leg might possibly be the worst kind of pain.
now i know that broken legs mend much faster than broken hearts.
when you are a child, rocks and frogs and trees make up the entire world, but when you are older you learn about the stock market, trauma, and sex.
when you are a child, sticks and stones break all your bones,
but when you are older you learn that words break everything.
i remember when i was young, that i climbed up into the big maple tree in our front yard and i thought that if i jumped off the top God would surely catch me.
maybe it was my mother, a waiting lunch, or the Good Lord Himself who stopped me from jumping, but i don’t think it would have mattered much.
i know He would have caught me. ‘
i know He would catch me now.
but i am too scared to jump.
the unworthy wanderer 