through the lens

my wife... aspiring photographer... a series of photos...













1. Full House, 2. Paine Falls, 3. Four, 4. Old, 5. shiny, 6. Rubber Duckie..., 7. Harpersfield Bridge, 8. Eternal Love, 9. Then there was light, 10. Best Friends

a story of incoherent hope {inspired by titles of songs playing in my Least Listened To playlist}

the train rolled down the tracks.
an old man - not nearly as old as he looked played a guitar with fierce passion.
the passing winds blew leaves around the boxcar.
clickity clack. clickity clack.
time faded to black.
day fell. night rose.
in the distance: rain. thunder. reality.
the joyous times and restless souls of youth cashed out on the curb.
brokenness. bottles. glass. hearts ripped.
"You Probably Couldn't See For The Lights But You Were Staring Straight At Me"
she said with ease.
I was transported from place to place; generation to generation.
She slipped. I fell.
and with that a strong goodbye was felt like a slap across the face.
the truth of the matter was not elected but rejected.
and the wind cried tears of despair.
loneliness.
despair.
wonderment.
yet, the weight is a gift.
to be carried with rejoicing...
because suffering produces perseverance.
perseverance, character.
character, hope.
and hope does not disappoint us.
I hope for the sweet sounds of the passing train.
coming to carry me home.
"Lord, remember me, way beyond the blue."
never forgotten.
Once upon a summertime, if you recall,
the flowers were in bloom and life was living right before our eyes.
you could see it, feel it, smell it, love it.
and a sliver of the moon is gently resting in the northern sky tonite.
as the old man strums the strings,
fingers connected to his soul.
rhythm and poetry... without any words.
The trees whispered my name.
The fields of resting flowers agreed.
Peace was entering... would I embrace it...
or ask it to leave?
Clickity clack. Clickity clack.
I'm going up yonder.
Waiting.
Living.
Grabbing.
Welcoming.
with Hope to carry on.
She returned in the morning,
walked beside me until the pain dissipated.
Reminding me that He reached down for me,
lifted me up out of the muck and mire.
He cleared away the mud from my eyes - and restored a piece of me...
the peace in me.
An the whistled blew... again.

with regret

Dr. Edward Charles Beck

Dr. Edward Charles Beck, age 70, of Louisville, passed away Monday, April 16, 2007, in Pennsylvania. He was born in Crestline, OH, March 29, 1937, to the late Harry A. and DaLee A. (VanZile) Beck. He graduated from Cleveland Collinwood High School in 1956, Asbury College, Wilmore, KY, in 1960, Asbury Theological Seminary, in 1963, and Ashland Theological Seminary, 1982, with a Doctor of Ministry degree. He was a United Methodist pastor for 44 years, serving in Ohio. He served at Tippecanoe/Deersville, Harrison County, from 1963 to 1966, Winona, Columbiana County, 1966-1971, Cardington, Morrow County, 1971-1985, Louisville Christ United Methodist Church, 1985-2002, and in his retirement, he served part time at Herrington Bethel United Methodist Church in Carrol County from 2002 to 2007. He is survived by his wife, Charlotte Jane (Smith) Beck, whom he married in 1961; he is also survived by three daughters and sons-in-law, Abbey and Rev. Jerry Ernst of Hannibal, OH, Joy and Sam Garafalo of Canton, Penny and Kevin Ducharme of Gloucester, MA; a son and daughter-in-law, Timothy E. and Jen Beck of Louisville; a sister, Alice (Mae) Hellinger of Ontario, OH; a brother, Thomas A. Beck of Dover, DE; eight grandchildren, Gabriel, Harper and Josiah Ernst, Paola, Christian and Asa Ducharme, Micah and Addison Beck. Services will be 10 a.m. Saturday in Christ United Methodist Church in Louisville with Dr. Larry Hinkle officiating. Friends may call 6-8 p.m. Friday in the Stier-Israel Funeral Home in Louisville, and one hour before services at the church on Saturday. Additional services will be held Saturday afternoon at Herrington Bethel United Methodist Church in Carroll County. Interment will be in Herrington Bethel Cemetery in Carroll County. Memorial contributions may be made to the Christ United Methodist Church in Louisville or the Herrington Bethel United Methodist Church in Augusta, OH.

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