Pions, muons, kaons/Bosons great and small/Fermions and galaxies/The Lord God made them all.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Song to a Delayed Flight in South Dakota
Nearly April, yet not far enough
from winter that it could not
lash out yet again
and hurl like crumbs
snowflakes fast falling,
flying in the wind,
which whips and drowns the voice,
the town, the plans of man.
I am a child of God, a husband, a father, a student, a teacher, a reader, a writer, a layman, a brother, a son, a monument to human fallibility and God's grace in Christ, and thankful to be where God has set me. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; truly I have a beautiful inheritance.