I hate to be the bearer of bad news. But I know you’re tough. You can handle the truth. And I’m sure you wouldn’t want me to sugarcoat the facts just to save you a little bit of anxiety. So, here goes. You can’t make yourself live forever. There. I said it. And it feels great to lay it all out there on the … The rest of the story…
Category Archives: Faith Hope and Love
Climate changes. It’s always done that. And it always will. Well, until that final climate climax when the whole Earth is consumed in a ball of fire. But not to worry. That probably won’t happen for at least another 1007 years. Give or take. Oh yeah, just so you know, you won’t have any control over that climate climax. Nope. You can drive your … The rest of the story…
I’m not sure who needs to read or hear this. Hopefully it’s not you. But consider these questions. Are you at the bottom rung of life’s ladder? Or are you on the mountaintop of momentum? Either way, it’s important to remember this one truism. This, too, shall pass. Yeah, great or awful, this, too, shall pass. This life you’re living right now doesn’t last … The rest of the story…
This will be the third year I’ve shared the Doris story. And it probably won’t mean anything to anyone who didn’t know her. But to those who knew her, were related to her, and even worked with her, it might make you smile a sad smile. It was a cold day in January of 1938. In rural Oklahoma. FDR was in the first year … The rest of the story…
There have been countless times when all it took to open a gate of rhyming reason in my head was a picture of one single object. And that happened a lot, last year, after I stumbled upon a seemingly endless flow of stunning pictures in a social media feed. And more often than not the pictures connect my neurotransmitters and receptors to God and … The rest of the story…
So, there was this friend of mine who always said some pretty radical stuff. Like “abhor what is evil.” Well, I looked up the word “abhor.” And do you know what it means? Basically to hate something with all your might. Yikes! Yeah, this friend of mine could really pour gasoline on a fire. But don’t be too quick to jump on his case. … The rest of the story…
They can be gifts from God. And they can certainly just be the result of random thoughts your brain interprets and visualizes randomly. But how do you know which is which? Well, it takes more than a feeling to know if they’re gifts from God. Oh wait. I haven’t even mentioned what I’m talking about. How rude of me. Of course, I’m talking about … The rest of the story…
As an adjective, a dictionary defines it: deep purplish-red or sanguinary. And then a check on the word “sanguinary” shows this definition: full of or characterized by bloodshed; bloody – ready or eager to shed blood; bloodthirsty. Yikes! So, I guess if I wrote a sonnet about a tree dressed in a crimson coat of leaves, I’d be a bloodthirsty poet with some sort … The rest of the story…
I think about what she said, more often, these days. I’m talkin’ about what my Grandmother said, as I sat on her front porch snapping green beans with her. It was during a couple of years when my brother and I lived with our Dad’s parents while he worked on setting up a new home life. Dad and Mom divorced when I was about … The rest of the story…
I guess it’s not for everyone. In fact, amazingly enough, most people don’t want it and don’t even wanna talk about it. But the promise of living forever sounds mighty appealing to me. I can barely imagine not having that hope. Not having the security that hope provides. And I have a vivid imagination. But, obviously, it’s not for everyone. Just take a few … The rest of the story…