Author Archives: thecaneymountainblog

Those of you who read my posts are saints. I wrote a post a while back about how I wanted to write and post every day. I’ve done that. I’ve written every day. Something. Sometimes it’s a paragraph containing twenty-five words. Other times it has been twelve hundred words. It’s trial and error. I don’tContinue reading “The Superheroes”

I just came out of a barbecue coma to write this post. About a month ago, Charity bought a pork butt, and I’m just now getting around to smoking the blessed thing. Oh, hallelujah. You’ll have to forgive me. I’m doing a holy-roller shout-down between my bouts with the coma. Thank you, Jesus. Today wasContinue reading “The Barbecue”

He sat in his new La-Z-Boy recliner in the newly built room, an addition to the old pre-existing house, which now serves as the primary living room. I had stopped by to drop something off and got pulled into a lengthy conversation about absolutely nothing without realizing it. Then the conversation took a turn thatContinue reading “Look At Where We Are Now”

“Does Jesus care when my heart is pained Too deeply for mirth and song? When the burdens press And the cares distress And the way grows weary and long?” “Does Jesus care when my way is dark With a nameless dread and fear? And as the daylight fades, Into deep dark shades Does He careContinue reading “The Father”

“What is the bravest thing you’ve ever said?” asked the boy. “Help.” was the response. “Asking for help isn’t giving up. It’s refusing to give up.” – Charles Mackesy I heard an audio clip of those words today, and it struck a chord. And honestly, I don’t have much else to say. But I wantContinue reading “The Question”