Miscellaneous things that I post. Could be deep. Could be shallow. Could be sad. Could be funny. Might even be true.
When I walked by the kitchen counter last night, the crickets were chirping. Yes, there are crickets on my kitchen counter. They are destined to be food for the lizard that sets next to them. Their fate is at hand, yet some of them sing. I figure they could be doing one of three things in that […]
I found this while studying for my next Haiti trip. When I read it out loud, it makes my heart do flips. Now to Him who is able to keep you from stumbling, and to make you stand in the presence of His glory blameless with great joy, to the only God our Savior, through
Last night I dreamed I was a thief. I helped someone steal some building materials. We didn’t get caught, but I felt so guilty I was miserable. I wanted to confess, but I was afraid. It was a nightmare. Guilt was killing me . . . then I woke up. I was so relieved. The
Fire ants are a part of life in Georgia. If you have never experienced them, then all you are missing is a dirt mound full of the meanest, biten’est, hurten’est, most aggressive little insects that ever lived! And unfortunately, they are all over Georgia. You find them just about anywhere there is dirt. They build
Whenever I travel by air, I fight a tinge of I-don’t-know-what while waiting to board the plane. The gate attendant announces for the “elite” travellers to board first. They march right past the rest of us second class travelers and board the plane at will, zipping through the “priority lane” while the rest of us wait
While sitting in a parking lot, I just watched a fire truck scream by on the road in front of me. I heared it comming from way up the street. The distracted drivers in the busy traffic did not hear and respond immediately, but eventually they parted a bit disjointedly as the fire truck weaved
The pool is closed. We put the cover on it yesterday, but not before I took one last swim. The water was a cool 72 degrees. The air was just a little warmer, and the sun was shining through a clear blue sky. The sparkling fresh water was just daring me to jump in. I did
I think I would rather be a crow than a hummingbird. Crows are smart. Hummingbirds are not. I realized this fact this past weekend, when a hummingbird flew into our garage and could not find his way back out. The large garage door was wide open, but still, he buzzed about inside, incapable of figuring out
I went fishing and the fish caught me. That’s right. Somewhere in a remote lake in Canada, there is a fish who tells his buddies a whopper of a human story. I doubt they believe him though because thankfully, I am “the one that got away.”
This is a rest area blog post. I am writing it on my cell phone while sitting at an I-75 rest area somewhere between Chattanooga and Atlanta. I was getting tired of driving, so I am taking a break. If I stopped at every rest area along the way, it might be tough to make