“The moment you began praying, a command was given. And now I am here to tell you what it was, for you are very precious to God.”
Jeremiah, the “prophet of doom” in the Old Testament, had a personal secretary named Baruch. I don’t know if Baruch was an actual student of Jeremiah’s, or if he had just unwittingly fallen into the position for lack of anything better to do, considering the circumstances and all.
Or maybe he was looking for adventure. If that’s the case, he got a bit more than he bargained for.
To begin with, his boss was not a popular fellow. Regardless, writing down everything Continue reading “Don’t shoot the messenger!”
I’m composing this little post in the beauty of an autumnal morning. The summer heat is beginning to succumb to the earth’s orbit, the last of the four “blood moons” has passed into history, and despite that occurrence, one of my more immediate concerns has been whether the bag worm epidemic is going to destroy my beloved sycamore tree. The shallowness of that may be evidence enough of my state of mind, but there it is.
Of course, all that could change in an instant. You know how life does.
So I’ll write this now and post it later, because I’m writing in celebration of my blog’s one-year birthday in January of 2016. And maybe I’ll even read it myself. Because here’s the Continue reading “Happy Birthday to me!!!”