Creative Writing

Written By: Dan Miller, M.A., LPC, BCPCC

Je pense donc je suis, “I think therefore I am” – René Descartes. The average human brain weighs 3 ½ lbs. and can be crushed under its own weight outside the body. It is suspended and housed in the skull, protected by three meninge layers, and bathed in CSF. So why do we put our heavy burdens on such a fragile organ. “Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous be shaken (Psalms 55:22, NIV).”

Neuroscientists argue that we don’t feel love from our heart. Based on the results of numerous fMRI scans and other studies, they conclude that there are two regions of the brain responsible for love. These two regions are known as the Ventral Tegmental Area (VTA) and the Caudate Nucleus. This is a region of the brain where Dopamine is present. This area is also regarded as the pleasure center. The hormone Oxytocin gives us a desire to form intimate close bonds. So postulating that love comes from the heart was all in our heads?

Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach the man to fish, and he will eat for a lifetime. I say to you, specifically, give a needy man a donation and he will have means for a day. Give that man a job opportunity, and he has means to help others as he was helped. As an added gift, you give him back his self-respect and misplaced dignity.

Some individuals spend a lifetime gathering and acquiring monetary trinkets and coin of earthly value, a worldly declaration of wealth and prestige, and surrender it not to others in need. They flaunt it as a testament to their crowning achievements, and command the respect, recognition and admiration, from those they perceive less worthy than themselves, and yet expecting them to marvel at their successes. They hold their heads high at the monument of their feats. When the Son of God, Jesus, returns for His people, the only carry-on permitted on that trip will be one’s character.

When we look at ourselves in the mirror, through the world’s eyes we see all our character flaws and imperfections, the enemy reminds us of our past mistakes and unworthiness. We are saddened. When we look at the mirror through the eyes of our Heavenly Father scripture reveals something entirely different, “you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. [… ] I am fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalms 139:13-14).” Rejoice you children of God.

It is easy to find excuses for not wanting to help others. What can I do, I am only one person, and what significant difference can I really make? I have but few resources and very little means. Jesus led by example. He fed the masses with two pieces of fish and five loaves of bread. He was one man, and yet He saved the world, and brought hope to future generations to come. If you have the desire in your heart to serve others with what little means you have, our heavenly Father can multiply the means to accomplish His will.

In life sometimes we are faced with difficult decisions, does our sense of logic and reason prevail, or does the impulsivity of surrendering to chance give rise to emotional feelings from the heart? When faced with two choices, we may irrationally decide to flip a coin, and test fate. Just ponder for a brief moment the underlying truth, when the coin is in the air, you suddenly know what you are hoping for. A common and popular quote goes something like this, “The heart knows what the heart wants.” Delight yourself also in the LORD, And He shall give you the desires of your heart (Psalm 37:4, NKJV).”
The ocean bodies reach out and touch every continent or land mass providing a natural linkage or connection. The planet is interconnected. Despite the diversity and sometimes opposing viewpoints of its inhabitants, there is an unmistakable connection to each other as human beings living on the third planet in our solar system, hanging off Orion’s arm in the Milky Way, in the cosmic dust and expanse of our incredible Universe.
Throw a pebble into the water and it has a ripple effect. Through the Internet, we can have an even greater ripple effect, a unique opportunity to touch and be touched by the lives of others in a positive and close interaction. We just need to shed our preconceptions and prejudices of others, and be willing to venture upon the journey of reaching out to humanity, greeting each other not as strangers, but as friends or even deeper, brothers and sisters in Christ.
Jesus could have remained in perfection never facing personal hardships or adversity. Yet He understood the significance of a personal connection and outreach to others. We should not go into this as foolish sheep waiting for the slaughter, but in the spirit of love, trusting in God first to guide our paths. It is often said that it is not the destination that truly matters, but the journey along the way that has profound significance and everlasting meaning. When you reach out to others you are no longer an island of isolation, but instead the culmination, the experiences of human connection and unique bonds.
Facebook the Cyber Frontier, these are the social-networking practices of a new generation of social isolationist. Separating themselves from actual physical contact, engaging in games and other activities with predominantly distant strangers while in their underwear or bathrobes, unshaven, messy hair, and lack of proper oral hygiene. Finding themselves checking their status for messages and friend request from people they would not normally socialize with in public, while heading to the bathroom, or quickly checking in between commercials. No need to shower or get fixed up, just upload a presentable picture, and no one will ever notice that you are not at your best.
Has technology paved the way for progress connecting people on a global scale, or has it become the catalyst for dehumanization?
In the midst of the holidays, we embark upon traditions and other seasonal gala spending time with family and friends. We share in laughter, warm hugs, stories as we catch up, and fellowship. It is truly a joyous time of the year for some. The significance of the season is in the memories we forge and the strengthening of social bonds. We attempt to mend fences in strained relationships that may have occurred earlier in the year. We make New Year resolutions and set goals that we hope will possibly insure our prosperity in the coming year. Let us not forget those whose hardships and trials, misfortunes define their present circumstances. A simple kind word and a smile, or even sincere thoughts and prayers, do not cost anything more than compassion and a moment of our time. Should you decide to help in other ways then your generosity can go a long way to passing kindness forward. “[…] Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me (Matt. 25:35-40, NIV).”
He stood upon the wooden deck. His feet secure like the anchor of a ship. His only shield was the multitude of assorted garments layered upon his back. The cold arctic winds descended upon him and thrashed against every fiber of his mortal being like the fierce waves upon a ship tossed at sea. The cold charged forward with its unrelenting assault against his face. It is weather like this that tests the fortitude of a man’s courage and defines character. Brave to the course like the men of ole at Valley Forge, despite being overcome with illness and frost bite, never strayed from the course. They did not surrender their cause. Inspired by their courage, he resolved the notion that retreat was not a word in this man’s vocabulary. He held his fist high like a soldiers bayonet cursing the wind, declaring he would not yield to this faceless foe that encamped upon and around him. The faint sound of an opening door drew him back to his sanity. Suddenly he heard the unmistakable voice of his little wife calling. “Get off the porch and come back inside. It’s freezing out there!” – Typical weather conditions in the Texas Panhandle. 
The knight stood before his Lord for inspection, and to await his orders. He was confused by the look of perplexity on his Lord’s face. He performed a mental check list. He had successfully completed the necessary years of training with weapons, combat tactics, horsemanship and all other skills befitting a knight. He felt the heavy weight of his chain mail, breast plate, backplate, besagues, rerebrace, vambrace, hand armor etc. and knew they were fitted properly and polished. His sword was chambered in its holster, shield in one hand, and helmet removed and tucked under his left arm. He recalled kneeling properly before approaching his Lord. Yet he was disturbed by his Lord’s look of disapproval. In a voice of uncertainty, he uttered, “My Lord what about me displeases you? I assure you, I am more than sufficiently prepared, with courage and enthusiasm, I am charged with the honor of carrying out any duty you have of me, without the slightest degree of hesitation.” The knight began to sweat profusely from his forehead. Still his Lord said nothing. He knew it was out of order, but in his moment of anxiety he yielded to the enormous pressure of his predicament, and yelled out, “What…!?” His Lord replied, “Bloody Hell man…, where is your pants!” He realized at that moment why it was so drafty.
If we were to open a book, and read about a fairytale existence, where the characters danced, frolicked, drank and made merry all day, where nothing notable really happened, we would soon lose interest and close our book. Now on the other hand, we instead opened a book where the characters faced adversity with courage, where physical weakness was met with a spiritual strengthening. Where the resilience of the human condition could be significantly defined and admired. Where a community came together as a whole body, in a time of despair and without expecting something in return helped a less fortunate member in their time of suffering. Then that my friend, would truly be a story, of a life, worth reading about.
The night sky present s itself to the beholder as a natural Imax Theatre, unveiling a cosmic celestial hemisphere, featuring a multitude of stars, twinkling due to atmospheric distortions, taking a historical glimpse into the past, as the observer looks outward, each light represents a potential cluster of habitable planets, where potential intelligent life may exist, as the star gazer contemplates their existence, are those galactic neighbors potentially looking back contemplating the possibility of ours? Suddenly the moment proclaims, if we are not so fearful to acknowledge, we are so small, yet not alone. – Dan
A safari game hunter quickly finds himself re-evaluating his desire for bragging rights and wall trophies when he suddenly realizes that the approaching game no longer views him as a predator, but instead prey. – All life is precious.
Man finds that a short temper and bad attitude is irrelevant up against a grizzly bear. – Aggressive behavior is not as effective as diplomacy.
An intrusive diver, quickly looses feelings of superiority, and quickly bestows respect for other creatures when they are staring down the teeth of a rapidly approaching shark. – Respecting boundaries promotes happiness and longevity.
Man truly becomes Master of his Domain when cruelty is replaced with kindness, when self centeredness is replaced with self-sacrifice, and mutual respect is given to all who inhabit this beautiful planet. – Dan
Occam’s razor – is a principle generally speaking that, from among competing hypotheses, selecting the one that makes the fewest new assumptions usually provides the correct one, and that the simplest explanation will be the most plausible. Marble stone, hammer and chisel do not become a statue without the artist/sculptor. Canvass, oils, and brushes do not become a landscape without the artist/painter. Concrete, steel and glass do not become a building without an architect/builder. So why do scientist postulate that cosmic dust becomes the vast wondrous expanse known as the Universe, without God Our Creator? – Dan
Trust is a five letter word that packs a heavyweight punch. It can build deep and meaningful relations. It can be the epoxy that holds a relationship together in a tempest storm, and later blossoming as a morning rose. If it is betrayed, or violated then it can have devastating long term repercussions and the effects may not even be apparent until years later. Trust can be the bridge that brings enemies together forging peaceful alliances. Trust sadly can be liken to a crystal vase that when dropped shatters into a million pieces never to be the same and permanently unrecoverable. Trust is not easily acquired, but earned, placing significant value on it. Gaining trust in another is like a precious and priceless gem that one could ever hope to acquire. How will you reciprocate trust then when it is offered to you? Will you cherish it or cast it away as a garment abused, shredded and torn? – Dan
“Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you. (Deuteronomy 31:6, NIV)” We must place our trust in the Father, because He knew its value that is why He sent His only Son to ransom us.
Many people go through life feeling misplaced, or lost. They feel as if they don’t fit in or belong in any social group. Some even had shed many a tear in their bedroom because the lonesomeness at times seems unbearable. What does it actually mean to be lost? Is this kin to feeling isolated, out of place, or misunderstood? Is it possible that an individual might still feel lost while in the midst of a crowd? There are actually those who would lead you to believe that they prefer the solitude, seeing themselves as a loner by choice. People need to feel a since of belonging, to be needed, loved, and yes appreciated. They want to feel that their life has meaning and purpose. Maybe there is someone who will benefit by knowing them? There are those who read this and can relate to feelings of emptiness. They spend many a waking nights surfing on the web, not sure what they are looking for, passing the time away chasing the boredom and meaninglessness. People seek out companionship sometimes in haste to feel the overwhelming void. Yet the unsettling reality soon reveals they may be even lonelier in their present relationship. We were not created to be loners, islands until ourselves. In truth we were to be social beings. Ask yourself is it social companionship of my peers that I am lacking or is it loneliness in our missing The Father? God the Father reveals in scripture, asserting, I tell you the truth. “Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me (John 14:1).” “I cry to you, O Lord; I say, You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.” Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me. Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me (Psalm 142:5-7).” “Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls (Matt. 11:29).” “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God. (2 Cor. 1:3-4).” – Dan
Children are precious little souls. They are not prejudice, adults teach them that later. They are accepting. Society will be ever so diligent as to teach them to be vain, and conceited. It will try teaching them to be judgmental and hate those that are not like them. Children are not ours to do as we please. They are gifts from our Heavenly Father. They belong to Him. He entrust them to us to care for, nurture their development and teach them as He outlines in scripture. He gives us charge over these precious souls, so that we may understand the true nature of the love He has for all His children, to teach us mercy and kindness, to help us to become long suffering, and ever so forgiving, and accepting of those who may not be like us. His word provides direction from His perfection. Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it (Proverbs 22:6). There are those precious souls that have something to teach us adults. They can amazingly show courage in the face of adversity. They can illuminate the better qualities in us. And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven (Matt.18:3).”- Dan

Barefoot Invitation – By Dan Miller
Soft grass between the toes
Only a barefooter knows
Sandy beaches with bare feet
A warm sensation, really neat
Bare feet splashing puddles of rain
Soggy wet shoes, can be a pain
Barefooting can be liberating
Summer days, invigorating
Exploration of textures, a plethora of sensations
Available to all genders and nations
An invitation to all I extend
Go Barefoot my friend

Science and Theology as conceptualized through the lens of worldly precepts. Consequently as a result we find the two carefully positioned on opposing camps. Yet, they are in truth striving for the same objective. Science seeks to explain the world we live in. Theology attempts to provide the way to obtain that which we seek. Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you (Matt. 7:7, NIV).” “Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know (Jer. 33:3, NIV).”
There are an estimated 100 Billion stars in our Milky Way Galaxy. There are an estimated 100 Billion neurons in the human brain. There are four main lobes in the human brain. There are four main compass directions. There are for Gospels of the Bible, inspired by a Creator that made the Earth in six days. There are 88 universally recognized constellations in our celestial sphere. There are 88 naturally occurring elements found in the periodic table. The geometric hexagon has six sides. The mysterious geometric shape photographed by NASA’s Cassini mission covers Saturn’s North Pole. Yes you guessed it. It is a hexagon. This astronomical mystery resides on the sixth planet from the Sun. God is the great mathematician. Human scholars from various disciplines argue, “the truth is in the numbers, the numbers don’t lie.” Scriptures also assert, when Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me (John 14:6, NIV).”Science will fail to answer the pertinent questions, if we fail to consult our Biblical map. “Where is the wise person? Where is the teacher of the law? Where is the philosopher of this age? Has not God made foolish the wisdom of the world (1 Cor.1:20, NIV)?” But God chose the foolish things of the world to shame the wise; God chose the weak things of the world to shame the strong 1 Cor. 1:27).” So I say to worldly scholars who attempt to explain Creation without God. It appears the equation does not equal. The numbers just don’t add up. Six days of creation, that make it possible that we live in the habitable zone, on the third planet from the Sun. Loved, created, and ministered to by the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Trinity (3). – Dan
Today we stand at the precipice of our life’s story. Our crucibles and choices of past have yielded the identifying markers of our character. Our actions and words have been of consequence to others. Today is a gift my friend to press forward with our present convictions, or to change undesirable behaviors. What we decide today may very well define how we are remembered in the hearts and minds of others long after we’ve past. Can you live with it? Do you find it acceptable? “This is the verdict: Light has come into the world, but people loved darkness instead of light because their deeds were evil. Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that their deeds will be exposed. But whoever lives by the truth comes into the light, so that it may be seen plainly that what they have done has been done in the sight of God (John 3:19-21, NIV).” “Therefore judge nothing before the appointed time; wait until the Lord comes. He will bring to light what is hidden in darkness and will expose the motives of the heart. At that time each will receive their praise from God (1 Cor. 4:5, NIV).” – Dan
Creation contains the fingerprint or signature of God, analogous to a painter, sculptor, or architect signing their completed work. Our calendar day, Saturday, the seventh-day of the week was named in honor of the Roman god Saturn. In Latin, Saturday was called dies Saturni. It is the holy day of the Israelites of the Old Testament and in Hebrew is called Sabbath, THE ONLY DAY OF THE WEEK WITH A NAME, the rest being numbered (MS Encarta). While astronomers, astrophysicist, and agencies such as NASA, remain dumbfounded by the two decade discovery of a six sided hexagon, residing undiminished, despite a planetary atmosphere where wind conditions reach up to 1000 miles per hour, a gas giant of hydrogen and helium, on the North Pole, of the sixth planet Saturn. This evidence corroborates that this discovery is more than coincidence that the Bible also references six days of creation. Traditions hold that to remember something we tie a ring of string around our finger to remind us of something least we forget. The planet Saturn’s rings number seven in all. A heavenly ring of string reminder “Remember the Sabbath day by keeping it holy. Six days you shall labor and do all your work, but the seventh day is a Sabbath to the Lord your God. On it you shall not do any work, neither you, nor your son or daughter, nor your male or female servant, nor your animals, nor any foreigner residing in your towns. For in six days the Lord made the heavens and the earth, the sea, and all that is in them, but he rested on the seventh day. Therefore the Lord blessed the Sabbath day and made it holy (Exodus, 20:8-11, Deuteronomy 5:12-14, NIV).” It should also be noted that this is the only commandment, of the Ten Commandments that begins with remember, least we in society should forget. It is NOT mere coincidence it is God’s fingerprint, ring of string reminder, to ALL the residence of this solar system who their God and creator is, and his message to ALL. – Dan
Individuals as a whole strive for consistency in their beliefs and perceptions. The term cognitive dissonance is used in psychology and counseling to describe the feeling of discomfort that results from holding two opposing beliefs. When there is a discrepancy between beliefs and behaviors, something must change in order to eliminate or reduce the dissonance. In the area of sin, biblically speaking, when we sin, we may find ourselves justifying our actions. This is a ruse not towards others, in as much as it is intended to fool our conscious, to alleviate moral dissonance. If we don’t put our self in check, eventually we find it easier and easier, and then wonder why we no longer feel that connection with God. He never abandons us; we drift away into the darkness of our own deception. Amazingly we also become appalled and extremely agitated should we encounter someone else justifying their actions for something we may have previously been guilty of, and wonder how they could have the audacity to not only do what they did, but justify it. (Romans 3:23) reminds us, “for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.” “Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye (others) and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye (Matt. 7:3, NIV)?” Our spiritual discomfort is intended to remind us to do what we know is right, and get back on the path that God has laid out for us. Until we do that …well we know what that can be like. We will not be happy campers. God bless and take care. – Dan
How many times have we heard the saying, “allow me to meditate on that? Come to find out, cognitively speaking, it may be a more prudent course of action, and not just crap. Based on a scientific journal report, published by Frontiers in Human Science. They argue that long-term meditators have a greater degree of gyrification. What this means is the folding of the cortex helps speed up the brain. It has also been said that meditators are considered to be skilled in introspection and awareness as well as emotional control and self-regulation. The longer someone has meditated, the higher the degree of folding in the insula. In each hemisphere of the mammalian brain the insular cortex, a portion of the cerebral cortex folded deep within the lateral sulcus between the temporal lobe and the frontal lobe. It is believed to be involved in consciousness. The insulae play a role in diverse functions usually linked to emotion or the regulation of the body’s homeostasis. These functions include perception, motor control, self-awareness, cognitive functioning, and interpersonal experience. Earlier studies of meditation from UCLA have shown that those who meditate have more gray matter, more connections between regions and less atrophy. So next time someone says, “allow me to meditate on that,” it may prove beneficial for us to do the same. – Dan
Faith, the very concept flies in the face of logic and reason. Merriam-Webster Dictionary defines it as a firm belief in something for which there is no proof. Christians associate it with trust, and loyalty to God. Too often we put our trust in our fellow man or an illusionary perception of possible outcomes, only to be gravely disappointed by the result and left distraught. Why have faith if the conclusion yields unhappiness and disappointment? Faith gives rise to hope, as a fiery phoenix rises from the ashes of despair. The whole premise of faith has its origins forged and molded in Christ Jesus, not in the papier-mâché counterfeit materials comprised of sin, and those lost to this world, but instead it’s built on the promises of Christ. “And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am. I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me (John 14:3, 6).” “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life (John 3:16).” “He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more sorrow, no more pain, no more death (Rev.21:4, Isaiah 25:8).” – Dan
Mirrors are unique inventions that have a twofold effect. In one way we can look into the mirror and admire our physical attributes. Unfortunately if we look long enough, we may start to see not the physical flaws, but in self-reflection, we may begin to see beyond the physical, peering into the negative aspects of our character that neither makeup nor plastic surgery can effectively hide. This is what others may see in our attitudes that we may not want to acknowledge. “Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting (Psalm 139:23-25).” – Dan
Don’t forget, comfort one another, for your brother struggles and your sister weeps. Together the body is whole, and nourished, separate necrosis sets in, and it becomes lost. When we seek God first, put the needs of others before ours, our own issues become less burdensome. Offer a kind word today, its free, offer a smile it’s contagious, offer a hand, and the work load is lightened. In prayer we realize there is hope. “[…] And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age (Matthew 28:20).” – Dan
Stars appear to twinkle in the night sky, and images from Earth bound telescopes appear slightly hazy or distorted, all due to atmospheric conditions contributing to this anomaly. Luckily for astronomers technology comes to the rescue in a process known as adaptive optics, which compensates for this distortion and creates clearer images for our astronomers. On a similar note, when we perceive others based on societal standards, we fail to see a clear picture of the real person before us. Our Heavenly Father provides a Christian form of adaptive optics, through the study and understanding of His word. When we look upon one another through His eyes, we can clearly see the beauty that is within each of us who are created in His own image. “Open my eyes to see the wonderful truths in your instructions (Psalms 119:18).” Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it (Psalms 139:14).” – Dan
Where did I put my keys?
Often people have remarked that they can’t seem to remember where they put their keys. Oddly enough that correlates with how memory forms more permanent connections in synapses of our brain. There are two main brain structures; the hippocampus and the amygdala when we consider the encoding of memory engrams, but looking even closer we see a two key lock mechanism. Astrocytes (a type of cellular scale key maker) is a type of glial cell found in the central nervous system (brain and spinal cord) it synthesizes L-Serine which is a naturally occurring neurotransmitter into D-Serine. This provides one of two keys that when used in conjunction with Glutamate (the party animal, excitatory neurotransmitter) the second key it unlocks our special lock known as NMDA (N-methyl D-aspartate) a type of glutamate receptor, that will create the memory (Fields, R.D., Ph.D., 2011), hence why we need the two keys for this particular lock. This creates the connections that form the fond memories of things like an outdoor bar-b-que or grandma’s freshly baked hot apple pie. This is too complex of a process to have occurred randomly by accident, asserting that my God is in the details. “Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know (Jeremiah 33:3, NIV).” – Dan

What it means to be a counselor, defining a since of purpose…
A counselor must bind their eyes of preconceptions
Removing the shoes of personal judgment as to tread lightly around fractured identities
To gain awareness through connection and feeling
With bare feet, as to be sensitive to others experiences, walk in the footsteps of another
For many years their fears and self imposed guilt inflicted them
The agony of their hidden despair tormented, suffocating the joy from their being
Their smile was a mask that their eyes betrayed
For some, anger or outrage shielded their well guarded insecurities
For capture their attention long enough and their tears bled the truth
Befriending these precious souls, defined and gave purpose
A simple room transforms into a place of sanctuary, a safe haven
Where confidence is respected, and safety is reaffirmed
Metaphorically, the process begins as a silhouette of a hand reaching out into the darkness
As a glimmering candlelight it illuminates the face of a stranger to reveal a fellow journeymen
One who does not boast to know the way for all men or women
Knowledge and experience has revealed that all paths are different for each
It is the journey of commitment and understanding together that provides enlightenment
Vulnerability exposes emotional and psychological nakedness of truth as trust is given
Trust is the pillars in which the relationship is raised, grounded on the foundation of genuineness
Tokens of empathy, compassion and non judgment are laid before their feet in exchange for their trust
An ear to listen
A shoulder to lean on when knees buckle
Encouragement and assurance that this path is not taken lightly
Nor alone…that becomes the difference
Sometimes wounds must be reopened
For them to heal properly
Wisdom through reflection is gained from the experience
A relationship is forged
As hope awakens from within the client
The shackles of their past are broke loose
And they are freed, for the first time
With joy restored in their hearts
They run with a renewed vigor into the sunlight

The damp musty air penetrated his nostrils leaving a sickening feeling deep within his gut. The darkness was all around enveloping every crevice of this cavernous tomb. His instincts, an ally that served him well, a constant companion and trusted ally throughout many a perilous predicaments such as this one before him. His self perception of the situation was similar to that of a rat in a maze, in which he must use skill and experience to help circumnavigate unknown terrain. The unknown added to the complexity of the situation. Fate was the puppeteer pulling the strings and chance warrants that sometimes in life you need to role a hard six and see how the dice falls. Unlike a laboratory setting, there are no “do-overs,” you may only get one chance, and make a mistake and it will be the final line of your story, curtain falls, and fade to black.
She wrestled back and forth in her bed, a futile attempt to sleep through the incessant noise resonating from the dog next door. This mangy beast whose sole purpose, and now reason for being, served as an catalyst of spite, bound to an old tire rim, so that when it attempted to expand its territory, it dragged it’s apparatus across the pavement rendering a hideous screech, analogous to nails across a chalk board. The sounds made by this instrument of retribution echoed through the paper thin walls of her mobile home, couple by the added insult of endless barking. Her trailer was one of many packed in like sardines. The dog was her neighbor’s justified payback for refusing the relentless charms of a fifty year old pervert, who was doing a girl a favor, by graciously offering his affections. The odor emanating from every orifice of his body was kindred to the smell of stale beer from a musty tavern. His teeth resembled the barnacle one would scrape off the bottom of an old boat. His physique, rotting corpses have fared better than the likes of this vile abomination.
On this night, the neighbor and his dog was the least of her troubles. She felt the cold chill of air settle into her bedroom as fog rolling in over the harbor. Her bare feet pressed against the hardwood floor as she reluctantly dragged herself out of bed. The unwelcomed cold perfuse rapidly through her veins like frozen ice water. The shock startled her and she bumped the cane perched on the nightstand by her bed. Crashing to the floor, her white cane unfolded striking her ankle like a well executed bull whip. She limped to the window where after a few hearty tugs it slid shut. There was an unsettling sensation that raised the hairs on the back of her neck, but the cold air was not the suspected culprit. No, someone else was in the room with her.
With feeble hand she reaches for the cupboard door, she pulls down a small vessel containing lamp oil. Ever so gingerly she pours it into the lantern as she has done many years before. Accustom to this very task it is like breathing to her. This time is different than those past, for the lantern oil has but enough to burn one last time. Every year she leaves a burning lantern in the upmost window in memorial tribute to her beloved, if only for that night to be close in spirit, a testament that her heart while it aches for him, still remains true in its devotion and love. It is the night of their anniversary. She has bathed, and put on her best and prettiest handmade dress on for the occasion. It too has seen many years, but with tender hands and much love it has endured as a symbol of their love for each other. Her hair fixed in a French braid, with the hair piece he gave her on their first anniversary. A small token that she has kept, of no significant monetary value except to remind her of her precious love. Tears trickle down her seasoned face, as she smiles. She would do it all over again, and wouldn’t change a thing.
Seventy percent of our perception about the world around us is derived from our sight. These gelatinous like orbs have been poetically referred in literature as mirrors into the soul. The image is projected onto the back of the retina analogous to an image on a photograph. The lens much like the lens on a camera bring the image of interest into focus, and least we not forget the biological flashbulb pupil and colored iris compensating for sunlight or the lack thereof. That iris the jewels of the eyes, a mere ring shaped membrane behind the cornea.
Gazing into her eyes, I was frozen in time. I was a prisoner without shackles but found myself too weak to escape. The world around us seemed to fade away like water colors dampened by a wet brush. Her eyes were nothing less than glass jewels that had stolen the blue from a summer sky . I had forgotten myself, mesmerized; I hastened to ransom my heart if only to be her puppet.
If the eyes were truly a mirror into the soul, this wretched being had none. The detective attempted to pierce through the cold blackness of endless abyss for any fleeting semblance of humanity, only to be met with equal contempt and unyielding malice. The detective’s face grimaced, teeth clinched tightly, and with blood shot eyes he gave way to his unbridled rage. The corners of the suspect’s eyes drew up as he laughed at the feebleness of the interrogation. The only responses the eyes would yield was no remorse, no mercy, and no unwavering disdain.
Do we boast to understand its vast complexity, in arrogance we affirm their lies the perplexity.
The Infinity Loop circles back to its place origin never to discover that in its haste it never sought a significant direction, and therefore it is destine to trace its mistake for eternity.
Creative Writing Feedback Welcomed…
No one truly can comprehend the magnitude of being alone until you find yourself clinging desperately to a small flotation device in the middle of an endless ocean of blackness. The sun had long retreated into the waters, giving way its reign to the night sky. I would have found myself in awe at the majesty of the constellations above if I had found myself in more favorable circumstances, for at present it only served to mock my predicament, and I welcome it not. I was center stage and the heavens overhead was awaiting my final demise. The cold chill of the water felt like ice relentlessly assaulting every fiber of my body. Now I find myself warm and numb flesh to bone, I fear my body has surrendered. I move my lower extremities unaware if my efforts prove effective. The ocean shrouds its secrets below, and I cannot feel my lower limbs. I fear they too have abandoned me. I quickly spit back the bitter salty water that rushes over and burns my cracked lips. I am so thirsty, and yet my captor forbids me a single drop to drink, for surly if I do will only result in dehydration, and death. I have my knife, and yes I will use it should that devil of a fish come for its last soul as it did the others. It snatched them like a thief from the surface, carrying them to the depths of the sea, leaving behind stained waters of death. I say that it might have been more merciful if the beast had taken me first, rather than to torment my ears with their terrified pleading cries. I was forced to witness with agony its relentless ferocity. I cursed the devil, but his blackened eyes revealed that he had no soul to negotiate with and his taste for blood would not be quenched. I remember what my grandfather once told me. You may find your body trapped in a situation of no hope, but allow your spirit to take you on the wings of eagles, and let the Lord deliver your spirit. So I started reciting Psalm 23. “The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters […].” As I recited the scripture out loud I found myself laughing at the irony of my situation in parallel to the words. I started to find peace in those words, and I surrendered and gave it all to him. I was no longer afraid, and no matter what the outcome. My soul belonged to him, and I was at peace, and no longer felt alone. – Dan W. Miller, M.A.
It is weather like this that reminds us that men have nipples too…
Darkness falls across the land, and the cold settles in like an unwelcomed stranger. Pets are brought inside, and the doors are locked and made secure for the night. Old towels and other assorted clothing are placed under the doorways to seal drafts. Fires are stoked and additional wood is added in homes fortunate to have them, and in others furnaces are cranked up another notch. Additional blankets are pulled from tops of closets and layered on the children’s beds. Mom’s in the kitchen heating up the hot chocolate. Brother’s in his bedroom sneaking a peak outside at the frost collecting around the window pane. Sister is watering the pets and assuring them and herself that everything is going to be alright. Dad is in the bedroom setting up the electric blanket, and then adding another layer of thermals to the ole body. The wind whistles through the crevices of the old house and chimes winter’s frosty melody. Cold has settled into the Texas Panhandle, and its name isn’t friendly. – Dan
George Jetson, take out the trash!
Some say the Soviets plum scared the pants off the United States Military, others would describe it as an unwelcomed cold shower on a Monday morning, whatever the metaphor you use, the United States agency known as the Space Surveillance Network (SSN) was given a swift kick in the pants on the wake of the launch of Sputnik, the first artificial satellite by the Soviet Union in October 1957, orbiting the planet at 20,000 mph. while emitting a constant radio signal. The SSN since then tracks every object in orbit over 10 cm, (3.973 inches) in diameter. If extraterrestrial life (ET) where to actually circumnavigate their way on over to our remote small blue planet, in a solar system orbiting a small yellow dwarf star, on Orion’s arm, in the Milky Way Galaxy, our local group in a massively enormous universe. They would find us, Universes cosmological trailer park trash community. Now you won’t find any pink flamingos in geosynchronous orbit around Earth, or at least we should hope not, or Bubba’s old toilet that doubles up as a planter, grandma’s old Chevy on blocks, or a old soiled mattress laying out that is used as the neighborhood trampoline. What you will find according to the men and women at NASA, more than 21,000 pieces of orbital debris larger than 10 cm are known to exist. The estimated population of particles between 1 and 10 cm in diameter is approximately 500,000. The number of particles smaller than 1 cm exceeds 100 million (NASA.GOV). On the website by the group, Union for Concerned Scientist, they track and catalog the following facts; total number of operating satellites is 1016; 443 United States, 110 Russia, 83 China. The breakdown goes something like this of U.S.; 8 Civil, 197 Commercial, 117 Government, 122 Military, as of 7/31/2012. There are approx. 2,000 or more satellites in orbit that are areas of space reserved as the international junk yard. – Dan W. Miller, M.A.

Additional Sites of interest:

http://science.nationalgeographic.com/science/space/solar-system/orbital.html

Time for a satellite in low-earth orbit to circumnavigate the earth: 1.5 hours
Time for a satellite in geo-synchronous orbit to circumnavigate the earth: 24 hours
Ratio of the speed of a satellite in low earth orbit to the speed of a passenger jet:
30 to 1
!!! WARNING!!! Mobile Bandit’s, they may be all around you.
With the advent of technology and the implementation of legal restrictions on terms of use, a new breed of outlaw has emerged. Gone are the days when drug dealers kept careful watch for 5 0 “Police” ditching their drugs for fear of being busted for possession, and lame excuses to elude arrest. Usher in a new era, the “Mobile Bandit” who still attempts to text and/or talk on their cell phones while driving despite laws being passed for safety reasons making this practice illegal, because obviously the laws didn’t apply specifically to them, and failed to take in account their multitasking abilities. You may have seen them; you may be one of them. First they attempt to register online proclaiming that they “Will Not Text and Drive, or use their Cell Phone in any other way while Driving!” I call B.S. on this idea. This attempts to establish credibility should they need to appear in court for their ticket. Next, they can be identified by the “Rubber Neck” physiology bobbing back and forth attempting to quickly detect any approaching signs of 5 0. Introducing “Mister Sly Fox” or “Ms. Suzy Slick” who pretend to be programming their “Tom-Toms” or GPS devices, adjusting their radio, or thermostat, yet slip up when they raise their phones slightly too high, just above the edge of the car door window because they can’t quite make out the text message they just received. Yes, we noticed! Should they fear being caught the phone is quickly launched to the adjoining car seat, or floor board. Protective cases can be purchased for about $30.00 – 40.00 from you local electronics store. Below is a typical conversation from a busted “Mobile Bandit”

Officer: “Where you using, or attempting to use, said cell phone while operating this motor vehicle?”
Mobile Bandit: “Why no officer that is illegal.”
Officer: “What is that phone doing in your hand?”
Mobile Bandit: “What phone?”
Officer: “That phone!”
Mobile Bandit: “This phone?”
Officer: “Yes, that one!”
Mobile Bandit: “That ain’t mine, I was just holding it for a friend.
BUSTED!!!
Story – Dan Miller, M.A.
Research Assistant – Jake Miller

Tumbling down the Rabbit hole getting smaller
As Morpheus said in the movie The Matrix (1999) “You sort of feel like Alice tumbling down the rabbit hole.” I sort of feel like it on this one. Quantum Mechanics in short, is the study and analysis of the interactions of atoms and their constituents. Ok, the study of small bundles of things. That is easy enough. Scientists break it down for us that everything is comprised of atoms. Do they really exist? Einstein put this to rest in 1905 with a grain of pollen and a glass of water regarding atoms and molecules that still remained unsettled after more than a century. Einstein’s analysis of Brownian motion combined with the confirmation of his results by French physicist Jean Baptiste Perrin showed conclusively that yes, atoms and molecules do exist. Wow, I know I will sleep better at night laying that one to rest. A more sophisticated device known as a Scanning Tunneling Microscope (STM) can see those little beggars we call Atoms. Which are comprised of the nucleus (positively charged protons, and neutrally charged neutrons, a lot of empty space in between and then we find our small orbiting electrons are negatively charged particles, or wave lengths of energy the debate continues. I would really like to party with the guys whose job it is to figure that one out. You party animals. Not! On with the post. Just when you think it is safe to go back into the Chem Lab, careful not to step on the even smaller particles scientist tell us that exist. Now enter stage right, Quarks are the smallest known building block of matter. Quarks never occur alone; they always are found in combination with other quarks in larger particles of matter. Protons and neutrons, the particles that make up the nuclei of atoms, consist of quarks. In Field theory, Physicist weak forces, strings. After hearing about that one, I came up with an annoying, messy, even smaller, yet easily proven “lint theory.” You don’t even need sophisticated high tech expensive equipment. Around $400.00 at Best Buy you can get a dryer with a lent guard and collect all the sub-atomic particles you want each time you dry a load of laundry. These micro particles are smaller components of Field Theorists, strings; I will call them lent buddies. You can collect as much of them as you want, and even sell them on E-bay. – Dan W. Miller, M.A.

Creative Writing Venture, feedback welcomed…
He plunged the sword deep into the earth before him as if to make a declaration of fortitude. Its weight had grown heavy in his arms. The blade had known many battles dented and scratched, steel mixed with crimson and flesh. It was no stranger to combat. The man who wielded such a weapon was forged from the same fire and elements that it was crafted from, in character and strength. Sweat mixed with blood trickled from his stern jaw line. He just clinched his teeth and growled a bit under his breath. He looked forward at the carnage of brave souls who fought valiantly for king and country. Suddenly a soft voice from behind, drew him back. It was his wife. “Oh, honey…it looks like you cut yourself shaving again. Would you like a bandaide?” – Dan W. Miller, M.A.

Demystifying the complexity of Nuclear Physics into simple laymen terms
Often scientists attempt make the simple cryptic, perhaps because they wish to maintain an elitist group when the true aim of science is to explain the world around us to demystify the unknown and make the world understandable and not so scary. Twenty percent of the electricity generated in the United States comes from Nuclear Reactors, in whose core the incredible energies of the atom’s nucleus are harnessed for our needs. In hospitals those energies are used to destroy tumors in patients who have contracted cancer. While in other parts of those same hospitals radioactive materials are injected into patients so that physicians can follow the movements of molecules inside the body and make diagnoses. Meanwhile in laboratories scientist measure the faint signals of decaying nuclei to estimate the dates at which materials in which those nuclei appear were first made, carbon dating. How old is my mummy?
Nuclear energy comes from the conversion of Mass. Mass is a very concentrated form of energy. The nucleus of the atom is very dense and heavy. It accounts for most of the atom’s weight, and almost none of its volume. The nucleus which is responsible for nuclear energy and radioactivity behaves independently of the atom’s far flung electrons which control chemical bonding. The nuclei of most familiar atoms are stable and do not change, but others disintegrate and send out energetic particles that are referred to as radiation. In these reactions, some of the original mass converts into energy. Energy can also result from nuclear reactions like fission, the splitting of the nucleus, and fusion, the coming together of nuclei. In both cases the energy obtained from the nucleus comes from the conversion of mass into energy. The electrons determine the size of the atom, while the nucleus determines the weight.
The energy locked up in the nucleus is immense. This is why an atomic bomb that works by rearranging things inside nuclei is so much more destructive than ordinary chemical explosives which work by rearranging electrons in their orbits. – Dan W. Miller, M.A.
Save the Flower Petals, The Answer May be in Your Head

She loves me, she loves me not, He loves me, he loves me not, tradition, has the perspective lover asking the question repeatedly as they pluck the petals one by one from the bloom, hoping that the answer will be positive. Butterflies dance around the stomach, and palms get a little sweaty, as we find ourselves short of breath and light headed. A sense of euphoria floods our heads. Is this love, or is it merely phen•yl•eth•yl•a•mine. An amine, C8H11N, that has pharmacological properties similar to those of amphetamine, occurs naturally as a neurotransmitter in the brain, and is present in chocolate and oil of bitter almonds. It is the reason why females often crave chocolate during those uncomfortable times of the month. Its amphetamine like affects helps according to subjects surveyed. This is not to be confused with other hormones such as Oxytocin released from the pituitary gland, Dopamine produced in the Ventral Tegmental Area (VTA), and the Caudate Nucleus which are influential in our long term feeling of love that we express to one another. Phenylethylamine is present when we get that initial first time “in love” or “Falling in love” sensation early in a relationship.
– Dan W. Miller, M.A.

We venture beyond the confines of our own backyard, to dance among the heavens to be as gods. We do this in primitive vessels with limited fuel and resources. We reach out as toddlers on arched feet and raised toes, with eager fingers to grasp what lies just beyond our reach. Our hubris boasts with such arrogance, “Could we?” rather than listening to caution’s echoing whisper, “Should we?” Mankind devours its resources failing to give heed the consequences as locusts in the fields. We murder our brother and sister, and steal from our father and mother. We tell lies of our neighbor. We persecute those who may hold different beliefs other than our own. Hunger and insufficient medical care is rampant, because greed entices the wealthy not to yield their coin and they obey. Government for the people, by the people, deceives the people, and steals from the people without conscience. Absolute power has corrupted absolutely for generations. Those with power are afraid to lose that power, even at the expense of their own soul. Have we not done enough here that we find we must spread our contagion to the stars? Before we look outward, we must begin inward, within ourselves, and in our own backyard, on our own blue marbled planet Earth. The pursuit of knowledge is an honorable endeavor, if the quest is true and without selfish intent, not just for the betterment of a select number’s pocket book, but for the welfare of all mankind. – Dan W. Miller, M.A.
Something to think about, it may be relative to you
Relativity requires an abstract or even philosophical approach to science. Albert Einstein discovered relativity not by performing experiments in a lab, but instead by thinking about the way nature must be. That sounds simple enough right? They say we can follow his ideas by following the same thought experiments. Try this at work, when your boss attempt to get onto you for day dreaming, you can simply tell him that you are performing thought experiments much the same way as Einstein, and look at the breakthroughs he made. After all your supervisor may perceive that you are day dreaming, when in fact you are performing thought experiments. It’s all relative.
Relativity gives you a whole new way of looking at the Universe. I would like to remove the complexity of the concept, and place it into easy to understand jargon. The basic premise states that every observer sees the same laws of nature. It has one central precept. There is no correct place from which to view the Universe. No God’s eye view of things. Every observer whether sitting in a rocking chair on Earth or traveling near the speed of light in deep space, sees the same laws of nature. The only laws that could possibly govern the Universe according to the theory of relativity are the same everywhere you look. The idea may seem too simplistic. Yet many of the theories results violate our intuition about the way the world ought to behave. Relativity requires us to face up to the fact; the world doesn’t always behave the way we expect it to. – Dan W. Miller, M.A.

Little Billy’s Froggy
By Dan W. Miller, M.A.

There once was a little boy
Many knew him as Billy
The town folks thought
He was quite silly
His only little friend
He kept in a shoe box
He carefully cared for him
Bedding made of grass and rocks
His Grandma never had much
In the way of money
Often kids remarked
He dressed real funny
Since his parents passed
It had been a while
Since anyone had seen
This little boy smile
“I don’t need a cat”
“Or a even little doggy”
“Because in this little box”
“Is my special froggy”
Even though people
May consider me odd
He reminds me I can
F ully R ely O n G od
The Forecast indicates cupid is on the move!
According to an article published in ScienceDaily, the forecast is increased chances of flirtation in warmer weather. I bet you never heard your local meteorologist report that in his/her weekly broadcast? They go on to report how casual flirtation can lift one’s spirits. This can be therapeutic at a time of year when many are singing the blues. In the journal publication of Social Influence, they offer the dirt in the flirt (I came up with that one without any coffee). They tell us, if you are serious about your flirting and hope to snag that phone number, you’re better off waiting until its sunny, according French research. Who am I to argue with a culture known for its lovers? In the past other environmental factors have been found to make people more likely to flirt or exchange phone numbers. These are the presence of pleasant aromas; perfumes or pheromones, romantic music on the radio or certain colors have all been instrumental. Previous research has also indicated how the weather can affect certain social attitudes. Sunshine makes people more inclined to help strangers and people tend to leave bigger tips in restaurants on sunny days. This is an important note to wait staff. Research findings concluded that women were more receptive to being approached and flirted with and more likely to give out their phone numbers on sunny days: over a fifth, 22.4% of women did so when the sun was out, as opposed to 13.9% on the cloudy days. The facts are in, on bad weather days, curl up to a good book, and fantasize, because when the sun comes back, and the weather gets warmer game on! – Dan W. Miller, M.A.
Leaning against frigid brick walls, hours at a time, was all I could do to support this body in the frail condition it was in. Dare I call it such? It once resembled a man. Now it was nothing more than a mere ghost or echo of an identity no longer recognizable, faded and wasted away. I prayed for the occasional rain water that would trickle down the cracks and along crevices seeping between the mortar in the walls. Yes, I abandoned any dignity that I might have had, as I lapped the moister like the mangy dog I had become. The disgusting pest that made its way into my cell foraging for food from this unsightly soul found not a meal of me, but rather to become, instead, the main course of sustenance that would buy me another day. Heavily bruised wrists and ankles now gave way to the bleeding caused by the rusty iron shackles unyielding torment upon my boney flesh. The cold chill coursed through my veins for the only garment that adorned my nakedness was my soiled shirt that was tattered and torn. In agony I clawed and scratched at the walls and floors until my nails become broken, dirty and bloody. That awful smell of sewage, sickness and death, I could not rid myself of it. It was an assault on my senses, and yet the guilty party was me. Darkness filled the room except for the small seam beneath the door; this was how I distinguished day from night. – Dan W. Miller, M.A.
A Rose’s Message of Love
Da W. Miller, M.A.

Soft as silk are the petals of a rose
The inspiration penned as poets compose
An early bud resembles a beating heart
A commitment that lovers make to never part
Others say it resembles a kindled flame
In which two hearts in love now beat the same
Its bloom illuminates the beauty of agape love
It echoes the sentiments from heaven above
As a thorn prick causes a finger to bleed
A warning to lovers to take heed
Loves opportunity may not come twice
Love taken for granted comes with a price
Dare to Love

Do we dare to love
Do we open our heart
Do we take a chance
To have it ripped apart
To embrace the emotion
To feel the pain
Do we have the strength
Will our soul remain
What must we do
To get back the kiss
That took us on the journey
That made us feel like this

You can call Me Dad
Dan W. Miller, M.A.

Growing up was difficult
Especially for this lad
I watched other boys and girls
As they did things with their Dad
Dad wasn’t there to play catch
Or teach me to ride a bike
We never got to go fishing
Or go on a nature hike
Many kids get frustrated
They don’t seem to really care
I would have welcomed his wisdom
Given all to have him there
As I lay upon my pillow
Soak with my many tears
I felt a real emptiness
Not having him those years
We won’t get to have those talks
As he takes me on a pickup ride
He’ll never get to see the woman
I take one day as my bride
He won’t experience the joy of grandkids
As they’re bounced upon his knee
He’ll never get to know
What he would have meant to me

But dry your eyes dear reader
Please don’t weep for me
This has a happy ending
Just wait you’ll see
I heard these words of comfort
As I lay there crying in bed
In soft loving assurance
This is what He said
I am your Heavenly Father
You can call me Dad
There is no longer a need
For you to be so sad
I was there at your birth
When you seen the light of day
Through the bumps and bruises
Every step of the way
I know you better than you know yourself
I am aware of the transgressions to
Despite your short comings and your faults
I’ve got nothing but love for you
I offer what no earthly father can
I offer the gift of grace
Accept Jesus as your Lord and Savior
And you’ll see my place
You’ll be with me in paradise
The things we’ll do and see
I will be with you my child
For all eternity

Dare to be Social
Dan W. Miller, M.A.

You dare to venture out
Walking from end to end
Through your distant travels
You make a new friend
They’re happy that they met you
That you decided to venture out
You let go of your fears
And shed all your doubt

Set My Path of Purpose, Dear Lord
Dan W. Miller, M.A.

Lord set my direction of witness
Make my course be true
Heaven’s good fortune upon me
May fair winds blow through
May your presence be with me
Let sun shine upon my face
May I never meet an unfriendly stranger
Or dwell in an unwelcomed place
May I fellowship among brethren
As kindred spirits we greet
May your light shine before me
When another’s path I meet
My desire is to spread your message
For those who wish to hear
To illuminate the darkness
To cast out doubt and fear
For there are many lost souls
As ships in a tempest sea
Allow me to be a vessel
Grant me the opportunity
For allow me to reach out
To be Cliffside rescue rope
To pull those back from despair
With salvation’s message of hope

My Daughter Sarah
By Dan W. Miller, M.A.

My dearest sweet Sarah
Daddy’s precious baby girl
More valuable than any diamond
Or rare oyster pearl
The day of your birth
I waited with such anticipation
You’ve turned out quite special
You’ve exceed every expectation
You have a way of making people laugh
A way of making the most grimace face smile
You help people forget their troubles
If even for a little while
You have such a sweet spirit
You carry a warm smile on your face
You have that way about you
That brings sunshine to any place
You meet a challenge with enthusiasm
You seldom let adversity bring you down
If life brings disappointment
You rarely shed not a tear or frown
From a little baby girl
To the beautiful lady you turned out to be
One day you will break a young man’s heart
Just like the one have in me
Your mom and dad are so proud
You’ve brought joy in all you do
We have been so richly blessed by God
To have a daughter as lovely as you

A Reason to be Happy
by Dan W. Miller, M.A.

Birds are singing
Flowers in bloom
Summer sun
End of gloom
Sound of laughter
Children play
Bountiful blessing of another day
Holding hands
Evening walks
Scenic sunsets
Meaningful talks
Life is a blessing
Simple pleasures
Fellowship with family
Memorable treasures
God’s sweet grace
His agape love
Pours out mercy
From above