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Roy’s Sunday Letter for April 12, 2026
Paying Attention And Accepting My Limitations Beth, Peter, and I gather twice monthly to share writings and journals. We three also share of our individual lives. Beth and Peter encouraged me to allow a recent individual writing as the content of a Sunday Letter and thus I have done so this week. This Sunday Letter…
Roy’s Sunday Letter for April 5, 2026
This Easter weekend Beth & I walked our neighborhood block of 16 homes. Beth had prepared a gift bag for each neighbor with Zucchini bread, a card with her original art on the front and contact information. Both Jesus and Mr. Rogers spoke about neighbors. By knocking on 16 doors, we extended the hand of…
Roy’s Sunday Letter for March 29, 2026
Neighbors and Neighborhoods 2026 I am writing this week about the ways both neighbors and neighborhoods have changed, never to return to the days of images and memories of our experiences often reflected in a TV series or movie. Beth and I live on a traditional block of 16 homes. In my youth I grew-up…
Roy’s Sunday Letter for March 22, 2026
Being Safe, Prayers All Will Be Safe Where was your safe place as a child and later as a teen? Who were the individuals or groups who taught you about safety and provide you safety as a child…as a teen. Today, who are you teaching about safety and being free from harm? In what ways…
Roy’s Sunday Letter for Match 15, 2026
A Writing About Balancing The Quiet & The Noise A writer of people’s stories placed a recording microphone in a city park. His sign, asked a simple question, Who Inspired You? The resulting stories were of teachers, grandparents and the encouragement of others. I would add these similar signs: Who Gave You Comfort? Who Listened…
Roy’s Sunday Letter for March 8, 2026
Meaningful Insights of the Week This week’s Sunday Letter will highlight several insights, words and phrases I have read or heard this week. Friends and family members who give us support continue to change, shift as illness, relocations, death, and lifestyle preferences reshape our circle of relationships. Hopefully, we are adding and inviting new friends,…
Roy’s Sunday Letter for March 1, 2026
The Unfolding of Life and Faith My parents attended a neighborhood church which meant early Sunday morning, Sunday school and back again for evening Training Union. I accepted a youthful Faith as taught to me by caring adults I knew and trusted. As I grew physically, my early faith carried me through my teen years…
Roy’s Sunday Letter for February 22, 2026
A Reflection and Summary of Our Monks 110 Day Journey & Their Now Return Our local Monks, now with national and international followers, have returned to their home Temple grounds from their 110 day Walk for Peace. I humbly add my thoughts to the writers who know more and better described the people, events and…
Roy’s Sunday Letter for February 15, 2026
Practice For Lives Well Lived There have been two large events taking over my notepad and content of this week’s Sunday Letter. The first and most significant was the returning home of Ft. Worth’s own Buddhist Monks. On Saturday, Beth and I joined thousands of others in anticipating the final miles of their so very…
Roy’s Sunday Letter for February 8, 2026
Continuing To Encourage Believers to Believe Yes, these are confusing days with news breaks, headlines and decisions that do not encourage an active life of hope or support for many. And yet, this is the very time when the strengthening of relationships and community connections is so important. I offer these notes as our week…
I Am More Than A Memory
As an elder of years, and as an Executive Director type since 1970, I have more than a few wonderful memories. Two are special, forever memories. In 1995, as ED at Family Support Services in Amarillo, my revenue budget told me I needed a new fundraiser. About 6 of us gathered in the board room…
Do You Buildup or Tear Down
When children play with wood or plastic blocks, one child may choose to use blocks to build a house, a street, or even a bridge. Another child may not like what the first child is building, showing the positive way blocks can be used, even in the play of as child The second child may…
Stretching To Just Stay Up
As an elder of 78 stretching and learning WordPress, Mailerlite, is a challenge worth facing and finding my through. Writing the 32 stories in Let Me Tell You A Story, the easy part. Writing a blog and then posting on my WordPress web site the challenge. I was taught when young that “stretching” was good…
McDonald’s DRIVE THRU
I go to McDonald’s drive thru once a week for two Sausage Biscuits, one of which is shared with Jazz the dog. In peak times both lanes are in use, with a line of cars. Each driver, from vans to pick-ups to SUV to the smallest of small, make our way to order, to the…
Women & Men Weekend Trips
Beth recently joined three women friends for a Friday – Sunday weekend of travel, food, life updates, and shopping. These four departed knowing the where and some of the what of the weekend. The joy, the fun of their time together was allowing the travel, day, and evening to unfold before them. And, all of…
Finding My Digital Way – Where Is My GPS?
Finding my way through the many, ever-changing digital platforms can be a challenge for anyone, at any age. This is especially true for elders, especially this elder. Just when I find doorway or a way around a suddenly appearing wall, there is the need for a code or undefined symbol to post a photo or…
Resilience
In 2005, the storm surge of Katrina over-whelmed planned protections and levies, leaving New Orleans a city underwater with residents stranded on roofs, homes, jobs… a city destroyed. The New Orleans Jazz Festival is an annual international event of music, food, and culture. In 2006, the artists, sponsors, and festival planners decided to at least…
Why Do I Write?
As a writer of elder age, I am asked why I write stories. My desire is to Engage, I am Interested in how we/I meet and work through life’s challenges. I write from life events I have witnessed or from my “what if” idea bag. What if a shopping center Santa Claus, due to alcohol, was not allowed to…
Roy The Elder
Perhaps we all have that one morning or afternoon that has remained with us over decades, still guiding us even today. Mine was the spring of 1970, New Orleans Baptist Theological Seminary Dr. Sam Samford had finished his class notes when he looked down, was silent. Quietly, in the way of older Southern men, said,…
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