Love
(Love – To Be or Not To Be) The challenge, to say aloud the phrase of commitment, a suspended offering, vulnerable is the author, intimidating the suspense, tendered silence as response is formed, pensive...
Author: Jon Green
Gratitude
(Gratitude – For Life) What stirs the soul more than simple query? from where have I come? and what is beyond? The miracle of birth, the wonder of growth, the inherent glory of love...
Summer is Gone
The hot and muggy days of summer have come and gone in Nauvoo. The wind and the cold are replacing the heat. The flora and fauna along the Mississippi are following time and tradition...
Voids and Veils
My childhood home was typical for the time and place and the resulting family bonds are my own definition of “hearts knit together”. Anyone that has more than one child knows that no two...
Voids and Veils
The simple home of childhood dreams Shimmering scenes in shades of gray Playful children – distant laughter Reside at peace in yesterday Echoes of the past swell within my heart But we’re weary worn...
Home –
It is a common question, one that surfaces in the initial conversation between new acquaintances. Among missionaries, I can assure you that, “where are you from?” Ranks as the top question asked upon introduction....
Summer is Here –
Remember this creek? I took a picture from this vantage point when we first arrived here in Nauvoo, when it was dressed for winter – no leaves, no color…and no warmth. The stark difference...
Nauvoo Grass!
It’s been almost two months since I was moved to the Grounds Department and I have mowed a bunch of grass. More specifically, I have mowed the same grass, a bunch of times! The...
Seasons
I wrote a poem for Daniel (our son) and Linda when they were married. Now, 20-years later, times have changed, Daniel has changed, I have changed, and my responsibilities and outlook have changed. What...
Signs and Wonders
Well, the Solar Eclipse has come and gone. Was it, or is it a sign of the end of days? It’s not like signs and wonders are for ‘somebody else’ to worry about. I’m...
