It’s already the third December Monday of 2024. And with temps, here in the heart of the heartland, lingering in the 20’s and 30’s at night, naturally my imagination wanders off into island time. What? A December Monday doesn’t affect you that way? Well, maybe that’s just because you haven’t waxed, poetically, about what’s waning gibbous out there in the middle of the night. … The rest of the story…
Sinless perfection. Man, did I ever miss that mark?! And I’ve got the lines in my face and gray/silver/white hair to prove it. Yep, I’ve lived long enough to see the killing effects of sin. But I’ve also lived long enough to gain some wisdom. And wisdom has taught me that those lines and gray hair just mean I’m closer to the end of … The rest of the story…
How do you know when time runs out for you? Pretty easy question to answer. Right? You’ll know when you’ve run out of time when your body takes that left turn back to the soil from whence it came. (side note: I love to use that expression “from whence” because of a funny Jack Benny skit from a long time ago) Anyway… The point … The rest of the story…