Author Archives: jackpelham

As in the kitchen, it is possible To make a mess of one’s own life—And even of the lives of others. Yet as in the kitchen, it is possibleTo clean it up again. And just imagine what kind of life … Continue reading →

I have a belief,And I’m quite adamant about it—Even though a great many Will remain either unconvinced,Or certain that its opposite is true.

Who among us could do no better? Who is so devoted to truth and goodness and loveAs never to fall short in his willingness and strength?

Many generally approve of truth as a way of life,Even if we do falter in it from time to timeAnd in various ways. And if some truth is harder than the rest,And more likely to cause us to stumble,I suppose … Continue reading →

It’s funny, how a person can love the truthWhen he doesn’t know all of it yet. But like a journey in a new land,It simply cannot be discovered all at once. And this is our humble lot.And if we don’t … Continue reading →

Some make too much of mankindAnd his capabilities.And some make too little.

I don’t suppose that in a hundred years of trying,I could ever calculate the total investmentThat mankind has sunk into believingThat God must not have really meantAll the things that he said.

To say thank you, for some, is obligatory. And in the culture of some, it’s mandatory.For some, it’s a hassle, and for others, a vain tradition. And for some, it’s an afterthought, at best—if it’s even a thought at all. … Continue reading →

When the yard man leaves half the back yard unmowed, and refuses to come finish the job when it’s brought to his attention, what does forgiveness look like? Does it mean having him back in two weeks for another service? … Continue reading →

Sugar lies,Swearing it can satisfy,When it cannot. And we, Believing the lie,Eat more and moreIn pursuit of the dream,Until we are sick from it—Perhaps in the near term,But certainly in the long.