Don’t Wait too Long to Take Your Sabbatical
Trust me, if you wait too long to start your sabbatical, then you may just hear one (or more) of these twenty ways of saying a churchy goodbye. Instead, why not be proactive and read A Sabbatical Primer for Pastors: How to Initiate and Navigate a Spiritual Renewal Leave.
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The Great Privilege and Obligation of Every Christian
From my book, We’re the ‘sons of God’: So What?
“Disciples of Jesus Christ have had a profound life-altering experience. They have encountered a supernatural personality, revealed in history as Jesus Christ, the Son of the Living God, the Messiah. And they have discovered the meaning and purpose of their lives in the subsequent revelation of his continuing presence to them. The experience demands a faithful, reliable witness.
What would public opinion say of a person who discovered the absolute cure for AIDS, but was unwilling to share that cure with a world that so desperately needs it? What if the antidote were kept hidden and made use of by only the discoverer and his family? We would consider it an moral outrage and he or she would be infamous. Why? We expect the cure to be shared, not only shared, but made available to all as soon as possible!”
― David C. Alves, We’re the sons of God. . .So What?: Believe God About Who You Really Are!
Love a Pastor: Don’t Forget, October is Pastor Appreciation Month
This book was written to the churches to give church families insight into the role and needs of the pastors and their families. Buy it. Read it. Then communicate your care and love for the pastor God has given you.
Please share this with someone you know who also appreciates the gift of a caring pastor and his/her family. I hope it helps you find ways to return the love.
NOW on Kindle – High Along the Green Weyes $2.99 for Two Weeks
If you have ever loved and lost, if you enjoy old stone walls, inlets by the sea, beaches, summer warmth, the green of spring in the mountains, the barren beauty of winter, and the vivid colors of fall; if you have–or need–hope for the future, then let this chapbook be your introduction to my early and mid-life poetry. And may it touch something in you along your spiritual journey.
I’ve written these poems over a period from 1966 to 2010.
The Kindle version of High Along the Green Weyes: Selected Early Poems is available at Amazon.com for only $2.99. This promotion of the new chapbook will last until October 5, 2017. Then it will appear at its regular retail price of $9.00.
High Along the Green Weyes contains 25 poems and a brief essay or meditation on the theme of “voice” and inspiration. Hope you enjoy it.
My Newest Book – Almost Finished
I’m in the formatting stage of completing my 5th book. What makes this book stand out from the others is . . . this is my first work of fiction.
I’ve collected and edited 50 decades of selected poems and compiled a chapbook. Do you like the cover?
High Along the Green Weyes: Selected Early Poems will be available first in Kindle and eBook format, followed by the print version several weeks later.
I hope that I may add a new fiction audience to my already faithful non-fiction readers. And once my book of poems is launched, I can get to work on finishing the two novels I have in the works. Very exciting for me to launch out in fiction.
I hope you will share this post with friends and family and help me spread the word. I’ll keep you informed.
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Here’s one of the poems:
Okemo
A light breeze, sweet with morning,
flapped my curtain, stirred the long
blinds to softly clatter, welcoming day.
–a mountain-flyer morning.
High over valleys watching, with hawks–
Okemo–scarred with jagged trails, bare, green grassed,
empty lines and lifts and ledges,
beside condominiums–gleaming rows of white teeth
smiling in the sun–
long after Abenaki moved north.
Okemo–sore with skiers and trails, waits
through seasons for her trees to return
as the wheel comes round again,
as it always comes round . . . again–
around To her, alone in wind,
with hawks.
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