My dad turns 86 next month. He is the oldest in his family line, the patriarch, or “the Old Fart” as he prefers to call himself. I had the wonderful opportunity to sit down with Mom and Dad over the summer and talk, just talk, about different things—family, politics, memories of when I was a kid. But one the things I like best is getting Mom or Dad talking about when they were “younger”. I say younger, since Mom and Dad somehow have refused to grow old, despite the inconveniences of the aging process on their physical flesh and blood equipment.
Saul/Paul has now found some acceptance, thanks to his new friend Barnabas, into the ranks of the Christian family in the town of Antioch. These were not spiritual lightweights pulling up chairs for a tea party. Here’s the story: Continue reading “Beware of Tag-a-longs”
Microsoft Office Word 3. Yep, that’s what it’s come to as I write this.
It started a few weeks ago while we were vacationing with family on a mountain in Utah ten thousand feet up, give or take a football field. Take home lesson: always know where the nearest ER is located, and/or have daughters go with you carrying their very smart phones with GPS. As the old song goes, “I left my heart inSan Francisco”…but my appendix forever belongs to Utah.
According to somewhere on the un-impeachable wisdom of the internet, we are told that 55 grams of leafy dandelion greens (that’s about ¼ of a cup, again, ibid source of information) can supply 112% of our daily need for Vitamin A. This, naturally, depends on several things:
That our need for Vitamin A won’t be redefined in the near future, (like it’s cousin, Vit-D)
That the internet is correct (a discomfiting assumption)
That we can get past our aversion to eating what we all grew up calling “weeds”.
I should insert here that I have acquired a mildly humorous reputation at work as a health nut, that is, being willing to try otherwise unconventional things in the name of “wellness”. I’m seriously not much of a cook, I use Continue reading “What’s in YOUR salad?”
Agabus—now there’s a name you don’t hear very often, if ever. He’s only really mentioned twice in the early church account of Acts, as a prophet, which means he was a bit open to doing unconventional things….but that’s a different story.
As much as I love Old Testament accounts, I would like to fast forward to another man named Saul; this one lived during the time of Jesus’s sojourn on Earth, and had undoubtedly heard about Him, if not having witnessed some of His miracles/speaking engagements firsthand. Saul is a really interesting character in his own right. A Roman citizen by birth (which was nothing to sneeze at in those days), he was also on the fast track to the very powerful Continue reading “Saul: the storm before the storm”
I love the Nelson-Atkins Museum of Art in Kansas City. My NYC artist daughter says that the collection there is considerable, and she would know. I’m a particular fan of the antiquities section, Egypt and all that, and Bob always likes to visit the Orientals. Of course, part of the artwork that is preserved has to do with the culture’s endemic religious artifacts, including the stone/metal/wooden idols, some little and some not so little (there’s a Buddha in the stairwell that would not even fit in my house….)