Posts from the book “I Am Sparrow”
Sparrows, huh? Sparrows? Really? I’ve never thought of myself as a sparrow. No, I’ve always carried the banner of an eagle. Most of my adult life I’ve been an avid collector of ceramic eagles and eagle pictures. In fact, let me share this tidbit. For something like eighteen years I’ve periodically eyed a coveted prize. …
Are You a Sparrow? I wrestled with myself for hours that evening. I was raised to believe in a personal God, a spirit without physical form, but who possesses reality and presence and has emotions and intelligence. He’s a personal Deity who communicates with us in non-physical ways, mostly, but who is completely able to …
I left Prescott pondering Dr. Roberts’ message and the apparently supernatural intervention that allowed me to hear it. Up to now my destination had been Nowhere, CS (State of Confusion). Hopefully I might have ended up finding my haven in a cave, capable of protecting me from the extreme heat. Even better would be an …
All That Matters The library, the PetSmart, and my car formed roughly an equilateral triangle. I walked to a gas station and asked if they had a gas can I could use to take gas to my car. The attendant sized me up, then grunted: “Yeah, I guess, but you’ll have to leave your driver’s …
Fifteen miles west of the meteor crater, the on-board computer gave up making estimates and started emitting low-fuel warnings instead. I now started relying on my knowledge of how far I could go based on where the fuel needle was on the gauge. I knew from experience that when the needle centered itself over the …
I actually did have a few dollars saved up, but despite hoarding my stash the best I could, I burned through the savings rather quickly. Looking back now, I was forced into another boneheaded decision. With so few dollars available for groceries and such, I also defaulted on my car payments.
Empty and Below There was literally not a soul around. Not anywhere. It was a black night in the proverbial middle of nowhere. Two-lane mountain road, towering cliffs on all sides, moon and stars out, but no other headlights but the two forlorn beams from my own ready-to-conk-out car. My now-officially-stolen car. But after …
