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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...

One of a golfer’s enduring bad habits and character flaws is to look in a fellow competitor’s bag to take a peek at their club selection....

This fine hushed morning entered my waking like all others – definite, dark and coaxing me toward consciousness. Slowing me into savoring...

Needed, sensory deprivation evaded my rearing. Fresh with me are Mom’s stern looks and unchallenged tone of voice and any threat of death...

Not that I’d go back, I wouldn’t. Even if I could, I couldn’t. I’ve invested too much time forgetting To remember what it was I set out...

Thinking, listening, observing, notetaking, reading, conversing and emptying oneself of long formed preconceptions are the writer’s...

One of the silent and persistent undertones of playing golf, of distinguishing amateurs from professionals, of good amateurs from...

Parcel to the montage of my life experiences are those bright days before sorrow cast its gray on my little niche. Each happy remembrance...

Dear Lunastelle, Much time from my last letter has passed. News of your growth in the faith encourages me. I, too, continue to gain...

Among the Erinyes, the great king, Semnote, said to his servant, Xenos, “Let us prepare a great feast for all the land and invite all who...

I was struggling the other day to advance this essay toward completion. I found myself rumbling through my mind and the house at the same...

I don’t like crowds any more, meaning being in them or following them. Following a crowd is not a Cheatham trait. When as a child, I...

Sometimes we understand a story not by what is present but what is absent. In his book, Ambition and Survival, Christian Wiman says,...

Admission, if not compulsory, opens me toward confession. I admit and confess my faith experiences doubt on occasion. Sometimes I shrug...

Of late, I’ve been taking time to put my worldly house in order, performing certain social duties, tending to work and involving myself...

Teach me your way, O Lord, that I may walk in your truth; give me an undivided heart to revere your name. Psalm 86:11 No good Southern...

I have become a reader, a departure from my youthful desire to avoid it and the tests that followed at all cost, which I could not. Three...

Those now distant, youthful, washed away days were carefree when my breathing synchronized with other heartbeats running and playing...

Puzzling! And my intent is to mean perplexing while also creating a new verb as in puzzling – the act of solving puzzles. Example: “I was...

When the little boy went out to play, after his chores were done, he would go into the field and visit the tree. He loved to lie beneath...