The postman brought us a National Geographic Expeditions catalog this morning. It is 142 pages of enticement. Now if only the postman would bring me the resources to utilize this colorful bait to travel the world. If you can name it there seems to be...
The human mind is amazing. We store all manner of events and conversations only to have them come flooding back with the right stimulus. This evening I noticed a full page Citicard advertisement in a magazine with the message, “You didn’t come this far to...
Psalm 119, the longest chapter in the Bible, is an ode to the glory of God’s law. Verse 1, “Blessed are those who walk according to God’s law.” Verse 99 – 103, “Your commands are always with me and make me wiser than my enemies....
Tonight I am watching my woods fill up with snow. My dog does not think it strange for me to stand here. And I have no promises to keep before I sleep. Sorry Robert Frost. I could not resist. But like Frost I am filled...
Have you ever looked at a tomato? I mean really look at a fully ripe, lush, shiny red tomato. Sitting in the sun it is a thing of beauty. When I was a boy someone told me in ancient times people thought tomatoes were poisonous. ...
I opened the door about five this morning to let my dog out and was smacked in the face by the most wonderful blast of cold air. It was marvelous, refreshing and invigorating. I know I should have been energy conscious and quickly closed the...
Just hours after England’s three-year-old Prince George appeared at church for holiday services, the knee-length coat he was wearing was sold out. If you had been quick enough on the computer you too could have had your little boy dress like a prince for only...
I’m sitting here looking at an ad in GQ magazine for a thousand dollar pair of jeans. Both legs have frayed holes in them and they look like they have been tied to the back of a car and dragged twenty miles down a gravel...
They start the day after Thanksgiving. Radio stations devoted entirely to holiday music fill our lives with traditional sounds. There seem to be two kinds. The first kind play the Rudolf, Jingle Bells and Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer genre. The second kind...
When our grandson arrived this morning, he had just driven all night from North Carolina. As would be expected he immediately fell asleep. Silently I picked up his glasses noting that like most college boys his glasses were fingerprint smeared. When he awoke and put...