Christianity: My Journey & Thoughts, Ponderings

The Neighbor with the Upside Down Flag

We have a neighbor who displays a magnet of an American flag on the side of his mailbox. He’s had it upside down (a signal of distress) for the past several months with one date written on it in black marker: 1-6-2021. January 6, 2021, the date of the Capitol insurrection and riot. I look at it every time I return home into our neighborhood. I think “There is at least one person who remembers and doesn’t have convenient amnesia.”

Convenient amnesia. I was in a store the other day and someone came in asking “Do we have to wear a mask, even if we’re vaccinated?” I left this customer to the underpaid workers to deal with, but read the sign on the way out. Clearly it said masks required; very simple, concise English with a picture of a mask. Clearly this man was “special” and above the rules constantly changing, not on his terms. And yes, in case you were wondering: we were masked. And we managed not to sprain our wrists putting on the masks. That must be what everyone is afraid of. Repetitive movement injury.

America is not doing very well in the pandemic, and that is quite possibly the understatement of the century. Children are being hospitalized and dying; hospitals are banding together quite literally and begging everyone to get vaccinated. One in five hundred Americans have died from Covid. And yet, even as hospitals overflow and patients have to play Russian roulette in finding a hospital that will admit them…people don’t seem to care here. They want their naked faces proudly on display, their comfortable routines back, nipped and tucked into regularity and comfort. They don’t care about their fellow neighbor; they want to not suffer any longer.

People do not know how to suffer, or how to suffer well. As Christians, this is part and parcel of what it means to follow Jesus. The here and now, your present life, is a blip on a page that extends into eternity–either with God, or without God. He always leaves the choice to us.

If you’re like the saint and I, and are wondering what in God’s green earth is going on–know that you’re not alone. God allows suffering to draw us closer to Him; to build resiliency, to sharpen our faith…the list of His reasons go on and may be hidden from us until after die. The important thing, as Paul said, is to continue to walk with God and with humility. To suffer alongside Him, to not chase after the fool’s gold of this world as the fool’s will insist. He will not abandon those who love Him.

Ponderings, Short Stories & Poetry

Wolf Ear: A Free Write (Poetry)

Wolf Ear

We have the wolf by the ear and we mean to keep it.
It is not our error, it’s theirs–we see clearly in our broken mirror.
They who so callously rejoice to higher concepts than they think we possess
We who hold all the answers with our rod and staff, we ignite the stars and drown them!

We are like two weights in the sea circling each other
The more we battle, the further we spiral down,
to depths even scholars cannot fathom.
The seagulls cry out above us
the waves bring up our blood
but we will never turn back, we will never surrender.

We will keep this wolf, this slavery
You will bow down and remain in line.
If hatred we be–hatred we are
Power, control, money, prestige–
you know nothing if we control your being.

You will honor and worship us.
We will strike out at the lone voice who calls out in the night.


A quick, free write from the perspective of evil. Religious symbolism, hypocrisy, and allusions to history tied together with modern day events and evils.

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-A.R. Clayton

Christianity: My Journey & Thoughts, Ponderings

Life Lessons/Semi-Sage Wisdom: “Stay in Your Lane”

I celebrated my birthday recently and had some time to reflect as I turned 300. I rung in the day on Saturn, skating on the rings, listening to oldies while I broke 70k in my novel (almost to the finish line!). Three hundred is old, you say? Not for a Time Lord (or Time Lady, as it were).

“Stay in your lane” is a phrase I use to encourage my husband, the saint, or to describe a decision I made. “Keep moving forward” (as Walt famously said) is another way of saying this. For Christians, we could say “Keep your eyes on the cross.” In other words, don’t let the world (and its many lies and enticements) distract you.

Society is full of charlatans, and many of these charlatans sell their wares willingly and often, even if it’s only words. They want to divert you on your journey, weigh down your proverbial trunk with their junk and fill your gas tank with sugar. They’ll take your energy, waste your time, make excessive demands to appease their needs, and then leave you high and dry. These people have many names assigned to them: narcissists, emotionally immature, toxic, emotional vampires…What to do?

I’ve worked with people like this. They never took responsibility for a single thing they did, including the many mistakes they made, or the tasks they repeatedly ducked and watched as others scrambled to pick up their slack. They live in little bubbles of make believe, and they’ll rake their claws across you if you dare point out (or better yet: poke) their bubble of fantasy. The people I worked with deflected any accusations faster than Wonder Woman’s wrist guards ricocheted bullets. As I recognized their toxicity, I built boundaries higher and quicker than the Great Wall, and I enforced these with titanium, Kryptonite and lookout towers. My archers would signal to me when a plea for attention and pity would come my way, and I’d let it fly in the wind past me and dissolve into ash.

Stay in your lane; let people crash and burn (proverbially) in their journeys. Don’t be the wrecking crew for another person’s repeated and earnest mistakes; they need to learn themselves what to do better next time. And if they need professional help–or a legal wakeup call of sorts–it’s out there.

Until then, stay in your lane. You’ll meet many people in your life, as I have in my 300 years. Some of them will help you grow and learn, and some of them you might even help in a healthy, reciprocating friendship with beautiful boundaries and mutual respect. But some people you’ll meet won’t help you; they’ll want to tear you down instead, even if it’s subconsciously willed. It’s tricky learning to discern between the two, but you will. With time and practice.

Until then, happy writing and journeys. Stay resilient, and remember to take a pit stop every now and then for ice cream. Self care and all that, you know.