This Journey

Thoughts, rants, prayers, sermons I'll never give and other stuff gathered as I make my way through this life.

Arranged Bokays

I had to stop and read this sign twice, finally sounding it out before I could figure out what they meant.


A year ago on This Journey I was playing at the ATG.

Author: Not Fainthearted

A paradox wrapped in an enigma playing the accordion. I'm a sinner-saint, child of God working at the cross-roads of church and world. A Deaconess called to connect people living near the center with people on the edge and to help your life sing (literally and figuratively) while doing it. People don't always get the deaconess part. Could be the swearing, the corporate job, or the wine.


  1. Isn’t that a self-help book written by Luke Duke’s Brother? “I’m bokay, you’re bokay?”

    Ugh. Sorry.