Albany Jr. High Building--then & now

Our house in Albany--then & now

prodigal

I come to myself

as one who is prodigal
who has wondered away
to follow my own pursuits

and here in the pig trough
filled with domestic stress
and work woes

I come to myself

Arise and seek
my Father's house

Welcome me home

Welcome me back to myself

Candlelight

Serpentine light moves
across the room
a haze descends
as praises are raised

faces resplendent
glowing with love

praises lifted
voices raised

serpentine the light moves
through the room
while glowing faces
welcome pilgrims
two by two

no words exchanged
except in song
yet love expressed
in deed and truth

voices raised
praised lifted
love expressed