I went to a funeral on Saturday. It was the funeral of a man I have known since a I was a baby. He was a dear friend of my parents, from their college days. He was a kind man, quiet, but brilliant, with a delightful sense of humor. If ever a man lived with …
There’s one born every minute. And no, I am not referring to a spike in the deer population. I reference, of course, that famous quote by P.T. Barnum, that great American showman, businessman and scam artist, he of the Ringling Brothers, and Barnum and Bailey Circus Fame. Barnum is the often quoted source of the …
We can get so hung up on our own external judgment system, can’t we? As you look at your fellow man, do you ever find any of these thoughts running through your mind? Do you ever wonder if he/she…. parents the “right” way (whatever way we think that is)? drinks alcohol ad nauseam, to the …
This morning, I was reading from the gospel of Luke, chapter 5, verses 17-26. Back in February, I read a comparable passage in Mark, and wrote a post about it. But as is so often the case, whenever I go back to read the Bible, I find it meets me (or should I say He …
This is a long one, but bear with me. I think you’ll be glad you did. I’ve been watching Mad Men. (#don’tjudgeme). Image from here. What??? Susan in the Boonies has been watching Mad Men??? (and yes, I said, please, #don’tjudgeme) First, let me tell you why you shouldn’t (because I know many of you …
This summer I’ve been reading the gospel of Luke. Recently, I came upon this passage, in Luke Chapter 5. I thought I’d show you the actual text, first, and then, try to put it into more 21st century vernacular. 1 One day as Jesus was standing by the Lake of Gennesaret, the people were crowding around him …
I’ve been reading the gospel of Luke, lately, because I find that if I don’t put good stuff into my brain from time to time, the world can be an awfully dark place. I always pray before I start reading, asking the Holy Spirit to open my mind, and shine His light in there, and …
This morning, as my eyes opened, I stretched, and did a little personal physical inventory. I had a bit of a headache, but not too terrible. I continued stretching. “What day is it?” It’s Friday. That’s why my dear husband, The Big Bison, isn’t in the bed, because every Friday morning he gets up and …
When it comes to reading the Bible, in general, I’m an NIV girl. (That’s the New International Version, for all you non-jargonized readers. And, by the way, if you are among the non-jargonized, I’m over the moon delighted you’re here, reading this. Welcome!) I tend to go for the NIV because it was presented to …
What do you look for in a leader? Does that question bring an image to your mind? Maybe an image of a great American president that you have admired? Someone with a keen intellect? Someone who exudes charm, wit, charisma? Someone who’s handsome? Someone whose brilliance lights up the room? Who has “it”? Here’s a …
Who says self-tanning lotions turn you orange??? Like my navel? It’s lovely, isn’t it? I’ve been gazing at it a lot lately. Thinking about how very deep my thoughts are. Longing to be interviewed, for crying out loud, as if I had much of importance to say. This morning, God got my attention through the …
My son started soccer in January. It’s been a great experience thus far for him. He’s being challenged to really strengthen and condition his body, in ways he probably hasn’t before. His skills, such as they are, are being honed, and even though it was for us an expensive proposition, thus far, I’d say it …
I have been thinking about this passage from the second chapter of Mark a lot lately: 1-5 After a few days, Jesus returned to Capernaum, and word got around that he was back home. A crowd gathered, jamming the entrance so no one could get in or out. He was teaching the Word. They brought …
Well, I’ve got some good news, and I’ve got some bad news. Which one do you want first? I remember hearing lots of jokes like that. Like this one: These two old men had been best friends for year, and they both live to be well into their 90’s, when suddenly, one of them falls …
Don’t you hate it? Road work? It’s an aggravation, isn’t it? And the worst part of it is, it never seems to end. To distort the words of Robert Frost: “Something there is that doesn’t love a road”. I traded the word “road” for the word “wall” from Frost’s famous poem, “Mending Wall”, but the …