March

Up on the mountain, on the Cumberland Plateau, one hour and fifteen minutes from this North Georgia Piedmont, a man can take a trailhead through an old growth forest to a rocky outcropping called Kirby-Smith point. Ambling along on a short hike, the forest transitions from pines and mountain laurels to moss and lichen-covered sandstone. […]

Whenever we find that our religious life is making us feel that we are good — above all, that we are better than someone else — I think we may be sure that we are being acted on, not by God, but by the devil. The real test of being in the presence of God

Don’t think just now of the trudging forward of thought, but of the wing-drive of unquestioning affirmation…. To unwind the reel and splice the joys, to attempt erasure and unsay the words that slip and form regret, I wish to reach into my yesterday. I can’t. I would like to go back—I can’t—and tell my

Is it creeks end or creek’s end? How is one to know if creeks do end or possess an end? Only the apostrophe can tell the tale. If the cliché is true, an apostrophe turns possession from 90% to 100%. Chuckling, I realize the reason I attend a writer’s critique group is for critique. As