In 1975 I worked in a lumber yard in a small town in East, central Kansas. I drove large lumber trucks with loads of materials to new home building sites. And I drove a forklift to load and unload the trucks. I also took orders, made sales, and even shoveled loads of sand into backs of pickups. Plus, I thought about how the end … The rest of the story…
Category Archives: Rhymes
So, here we are in the first week of January 2022. And it’s been cold and a little snowy here in the shadow of Pike’s Peak. But ever since October it’s been quite dry. So, I don’t think anybody’s gonna complain if it snows even a lot more. And I remember a day, in May, when it was more than a little snowy. Yeah, … The rest of the story…
I know I’m not better than you if I say I’m a Christian and you say you’re not. I’m just better off than you because I know when I’m finally absent from this body, I’ll be “present with the Lord“. So, at the very least, I have hope. Because I have a future. Jesus promised, if I believe and trust in Him, I’ll have eternal … The rest of the story…
I’ve heard this from more than one person in literally every place I’ve ever lived. Regardless of whether it was in the South, Southeast, Midwest, Southwest, or West. And I’ve heard it from more than one person in literally every place I’ve ever visited. “If you don’t like the weather, wait a little while, and it’ll change.” Or something to that effect. Like the … The rest of the story…
It was one of those weird things. And don’t ask what led me to such odd search engine results. But dream dust is apparently an issue for some people. And when I say “issue,” I mean it’s not good. People apparently dream of dust. And apparently those dreams reveal dark (and dare I say “sinister”) thoughts. Who’d’ve thunk a search for dream dust would … The rest of the story…
Several years I wrote a post about the lazy days of summer in eastern Kansas. Not because I thought Kansas was different from the rest of the country. But because that’s where I spent the summers of my formative school years. And now I don’t see those lazy days of summer anywhere. They’re long gone. Because, these days, most kids aren’t interested in sitting … The rest of the story…
I used to wear out a can of tennis balls pretty fast. And on a regular basis, too. I loved the game so much that, if I couldn’t find someone to play, I’d practice against a brick wall of an elementary school in a small town in Kansas. I had the latest tennis balls, shoes, rackets, and other gear. And I found a game … The rest of the story…
There’s a candy bar named after it. The center of the candy bar is made up of something called nougat (like newgut…not nugget). But this isn’t about the candy bar. I’m talkin’ about what it’s named after. And, of course, that’s the Milky Way Galaxy. Both the candy bar and the galaxy have a “chocolate” coating. Well, sort of. The candy bar is coated … The rest of the story…
It’s fascinating how little snippets of memories can flash into the front of your mind. Sometimes the flash comes out of nowhere. And sometimes it’s because you simply stopped and thought about it. And I recommend an occasional pause to ponder the past. Don’t live in it. And certainly don’t rehash the bad stuff. But remember. Consider. Be thankful. When you ponder the past, … The rest of the story…
Infinitely creative. That’s the way you might imagine somebody who could conjure up designs for the universe and everything in it. And if you found out that the same person could get it all built in only six days, you might start to think, “This is no ordinary person.” And that would be the understatement of all time. Because there’s one who can be … The rest of the story…