For several years I’ve shared this song on Independence Day (July 4). But I believe it’s even more appropriate for the holiday (HolyDay) Christians, around the world, are about to share. A day that marks what one tortured soul endured a long time ago. Not to become a martyr. And not for some crime or sinful action. No. That tortured soul endured agony for … Read the rest…
I was born in Colorado. And my parents moved away, when I was still very young, because my dad was in the Air Force. But also because they preferred other places. When I grew up and visited Colorado, I couldn’t believe they left that place. But maybe it was also because they were drawn to dewdrops at dawn. And, for the most part, Colorado … Read the rest…
I love how I can charge up my mobile devices and take them with me and use them for hours without even plugging in. Because it would be awful if I had to take a gas-powered generator with me everywhere. And keep it running while I got my work done. Can you visualize a bunch of remote workers, in coffee shops trying to talk … Read the rest…
The Mamas and the Papas. Hard to believe that was actually a name for a band. But, yep, from around 1965 to 1968, they were very popular. And their melodies and harmonies were on the airwaves everywhere. One of their most famous songs would make you believe they didn’t like Monday morning much. They certainly didn’t trust it. But what’s so bad about Monday … Read the rest…
If you’ve never taken a Sunday morning drive, you’ve missed something special. It’s not the dazzling, mind-blowing experience you had when you watched those superhero movies. So, even if I shared a cool driving video, most people would yawn and scroll on past. But there’s something special about a Sunday morning drive. You’ve gotta get out there earlier now than when I was a … Read the rest…
I think there’s a good chance that I have a tendency to pray for me more than I pray for you. I know, I know. It’s totally selfish. And I don’t feel good about it. But, hey, at least I’m admitting my shortcoming. And that goes on the “good” side of my ledger. Right? And it’s not about “stuff” when I pray for me. … Read the rest…
Oh yeah. You better believe I’m gettin’ my fair share. And I don’t care how many rich people have to ante up till I get it. Because I’m an American. And I want my piece of the American dream. I earned it. It’s my birthright as an American citizen. And, by golly, I’m gonna get it. So, I’m gonna vote for candidates who’ll make … Read the rest…