I’m one of those unfortunate visual myoptics that had to start wearing glasses in fourth grade. I remember my first pair—we called them “cat-eye glasses”. No, they have not returned to the fashionable scene, thankfully.
My most recent pair of glasses, yeah, multi-focals now, supposedly has some kind of hi-tech, anti-glare feature. Only I think they forgot to include things like car headlights, snow on a bright day, and sunsets.
Okay, so maybe that’s being a bit unreasonable. Continue reading “High tech vision”
I remember, as a kid, singing from the hymnbook in church and after awhile realizing I was singing the words, but my mind was somewhere else. C’mon, I’m not the only one!!
Alright, I’ll even go a step further in the confessional. I was leading our small congregation in that song, Trading My Sorrows. (Okay, so I don’t quite sound like the guy in the video….)
I was telling our folks that the negatives in our lives actually do have trade-in value to God and that we can to give them to Him. He values our sorrows, our pain. But here’s the rub: when I say something on stage, God’s really pointing the finger at me, isn’t He? (Ouch.) Continue reading “Do I have to do this, too?”