Inspired by an infant, I am on a tour of random things. This is a quest to slow down the blistering pace of life and simply stare at objects or scenes. If I consider these random things long enough, they begin to invoke wonder, peculiarity, humor, curiosity, and profound appreciation.
Staring intently at inanimate objects is an odd thing to do in public. But the "weird factor" is alleviated when you're holding a baby.
Sitting at my neighborhood cafe. Russel's blend coffee. A mason jar with some holly berries in it. (I guess it's a decorative thing.) A first draft of a sermon. Often times, the word of God overwhelms with a rush and I vomit words on a blank page in a matter of minutes. Other times the page remains untouched for an extended pause. It reminds me that I don't get to make stuff up. I'm at the mercy of God.