Miscellaneous things that I post. Could be deep. Could be shallow. Could be sad. Could be funny. Might even be true.
It has been my observation (along with a little help from C.S.Lewis and The Screwtape Letters) that one of the quickest ways to make someone mad is to frustrated his plans. Such was the case with me this past week-end. I wanted to go hiking in the woods, but I did not. I’ll spare you all […]
I bought Tammy some balloons a few days before Valentines day. There were three helium filled balloons. One for Valentines, one for her birthday, and one just because I love her. Two of the balloons have long since deflated, but one is still around. Believe it or not, the just-because-I-love-you balloon is still floating. That’s close to
As he walked through the parking lot on the way to the shooting range, my son placed the hearing protectors over his ears. “It’s quiet,” he quipped. “This would be a good place to pray.” I looked at him and smiled. It struck me kind of funny that he could stand in the parking lot,
Saturday yard work guilt: Spraying Round-Up weed killer on those tough, determined blades of grass that grow right through the tiniest crack in the street or driveway. Don’t you sometimes admire their tenacity? Did you ever think maybe, if they can live there, they deserve to? Any old weed can grow in a flower bed.
Where I Am Today A walk in a park Full of beautiful trees Next to a flowing river With a bridge near by And a busy four-lane highway. Listening for birds, but hearing traffic noise. Where I Want to Be In the middle of a storm The waves crashing The wind screaming Asleep on a
The baseball game was like none I have seen before. The home team loaned some players to the visiting team just so everyone could play. When a player hit the ball, everyone on both teams cheered. When the player in the field caught it, everyone cheered again. It was almost impossible to tell who was
Our cat suffered from a blood clot last night. This morning, Tammy and I took him to the vet for the final time. One last visit, to end the suffering. Once the sad deed was done, I went on to work. The remainder of the work day was pretty normal. The trip home was not. The
I took the day off yesterday and Sam and I went fishing. We didn’t catch any fish, but we had fun anyway. Sometimes it’s not what you do or how well you do it, but who you do it with that counts. The memory of that day is definitely a keeper.
Years ago, my wife and I were traveling down a dark lonely road. We had just been to a foster parent training session and now we were taking the two lane county highway towards home. We lived in the country and it was late, so we had the road all to ourselves, or so we