Holy Week begins with Palm Sunday. As I look towards those events I will be reminded of in the next seven days, two pictures of Jesus come to mind. First was the unfairness he needed to bear. Our world demands fairness. I cannot listen to any news reports or read comments on any social media […]Read Post ›
Except when it comes to foreign films, I have never been a fan of subtitles. It always seems like so much more work to have to read and watch at the same time and to also ignore the spoken words in a language I do not understand. And then came Ice, our younger dog who, being young […]Read Post ›
Good morning, Lord Lord, you have investigated me, and you know. You know when I sit down and when I get up. You understand my thoughts from far off. You keep track of when I travel and when I stay, and you are familiar with all my ways. Before there is a word on my […]Read Post ›
I realize this is a little into Lent – well, over half way into the season. However, I have my reasons for putting it off so long as you will find out as we go along. So, I will just jump into this. Lent is a time– when a smaller group each year, I am guessing– […]Read Post ›
A few weeks ago, my wife and I took a trip to see our daughter, her husband and our grandchildren in Texas. My wife gifted us with a trip on Amtrak so I could experience the almost 1000 mile trip without having to drive. The trip was almost 21 hours and I have to admit, is pretty […]Read Post ›
Reading through my last few posts is kind of depressing for me. The things going on are tough to handle and do appear to come without end. But, as I prayed this morning it came to me that I sound like those people who use Facebook to only let everyone know how bad their lives […]Read Post ›
Oh, my anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain. Oh, the agony of my heart! My heart pounds within me, I cannot keep silent. For I have heard the sound of the trumpet; I have heard the battle cry. Disaster follows disaster; the whole land lies in ruins. In an instant my tents are destroyed, my shelter in a moment. How long […]Read Post ›
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. A while ago I came across the poem by Dylan Thomas Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night. As it has been not so long since my father’s […]Read Post ›
It’s been a long time since I posted anything. A lot of struggles and changes have occurred so that I am unsure where to head with this. So, I will start with when I was in church on New Years Eve. I went expecting to hear a message encouraging me to review the past year and look into 2019. […]Read Post ›
This is not the original post I started a while ago. If it was, the beginning would have read: About 5 weeks ago, I had a scare. My 93-year-old father fell and broke a hip. The break itself was repaired without too much trouble. And while there have been some tough times, he seems to be […]Read Post ›
