As I write this, it is almost 5AM and I’ve been up since 3:45AM. It’s called jet lag. I’m wide awake, made more permanent by the nice black tea I bought while in Sweden (seven time zones away), and might as well start my day while my brain and body make the adjustments. My “to-go” list is as follows:
- Bug spray
- Rake the grass
- Fix the carrier
- Thank you note to ____
And I won’t bother to write the rest. (I did get the yard mowed yesterday, as it was looking more in need of brush-hogging after being gone for two weeks.) Continue reading “Check marks”
Just bought a Roku at the beginning of summer. You need to understand that such a plunge into entertainment technology is a significant step for this retiree. I grew up with four or five channels on a TV of which you had to walk across the room and manually turn a knob to “surf”.
Bob is well please with the sports coverage, as well as the savings from “cutting the cable”. Being a big movie buff, he’s also enjoying the multiple choices and genres in those offerings as well. Which means, as he is well aware, that for us to watch a movie together, it has be what he now calls “a Dawn movie”. Basically, that means it must have a puppies and butterflies ending.
Don’t give me angst and call it entertainment—I have enough of that in real life. Continue reading ““That’s entertainment!” (not…)”
I can only imagine how many trips to the bank the folks who came up with that Nike slogan have made. That, and their very recognizable “swoosh” mark, created by Carolyn Davidson, then a graphic design student at Portland State U. Phil Knight, the company’s co-founder, wanted a design to convey speed and motion. With this in mind, Mr. Knight chose this representation of Nike’s wing. And, of course, with Nike being the Greek goddess of victory, that must have seemed appropriate to the branding department.
I also think their phrase “Just Do It” is brilliant. I see plenty of young competitors in my school nurse’s office with minor bump and bruises due to their budding athletic experience. I have to remind myself that at this stage, these kids are on the steep end of the learning curve when it comes to sore muscles and growling coaches. For most of them, it’s a matter of ice, NSAIDs, maybe a little taping, no whining allowed, back to class. Continue reading “Just do it!”
Here’s a progression of leadership that I find interesting, not that you have to be recognized “leader” in this sense to make the lessons noteworthy. This is, however, a true countercultural mindset that I personally find very informative and challenging.
And David realized that the LORD had confirmed him as king over Israel and had greatly blessed his kingdom for the sake of his people Israel.
In other words, one of the main reasons God blesses me is for the sake of His people. (Wait…you mean it’s not about me??) Continue reading “Don’t forget the trash”
My dear father-in-law was beautifully British. I remember seeing a castle just sitting out in the field one time while visiting and driving through the Anglican countryside. Now there’s a site you don’t see amidst the corn in Midwest rural America!
Quite a different lifestyle, that was. It conjures up pictures of courtiers and knights and princesses tucked away in gabled towers. Here comes the enemy, so just pull up the drawbridge, and release the alligators into the moat. How convenient would that be when the IRS comes lurking about? Continue reading “Ivory towers—nice place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there. “
I have a bit of a problem with the movie-star mentality that the church often has with popular preachers and teachers. Driving around in a big city, seeing their faces splashed up on bulletin boards advertising this or that upcoming event just somehow makes me feel…I dunno…like closing my eyes and letting out a big sigh.
Not that I don’t have my faves, people from whom I get some of the benefit of their personal relationship with our common Father and Savior. But the operative word there is “common”, meaning I have the same access with the same responsibility to hear from God myself, as opposed to settling for allowing all my understanding to derive from their hard work. That’s just mental and spiritual laziness. Continue reading “Just hangin’ around”
How’s your prayer life? Is it a lively discussion or more of a stale habit? I think as Christians we often get caught up in checklist prayers. How boring is that? Not only is checklist praying an often empty habit, it’s also leading us to miss out on real connection with a Living God. I…
via Why I’m a Fan of Messy Prayers — Kris Vallotton
I’m not a true musician, but I dabble around in a few things. I sort of remember a some notes and symbols from the treble cleft, thanks to my parents’ marvelous attempts to musically educate their young daughter. So when it came time for our oldest child to enter 5th grade, I informed her that it wasn’t a matter of whether or not she would be in the band, but simply which instrument would she like to play.
In other words, at least some exposure to Continue reading “Name that tune”
If anyone in history had it made, it was Solomon. Then this happened:
“The LORD was very angry with Solomon, for his heart had turned away from the LORD, the God of Israel, who had appeared to him twice.”
Unbeknownst to the king, there had been some things in the works “under the radar”, so to speak, for many years. (One doesn’t generally get to the top of social food chain by making lots of friends; Solomon was, after all, a son of King David, a true man of war.) All of these situations could have been avoided: two had been providentially held in check, (1 Kings 11:14-25), and the other was actually instigated by God Himself (1 Kings 11: 26-39). All three were about to be unleashed because Continue reading “An ounce of prevention…”
Here’s a good quote, and have you ever felt like this??
“Things are far more bitter for me than for you, because the LORD himself has raised his fist against me.”
Not His hand, mind you; His fist. It’s one thing to be stopped in your tracks by an upraised hand, or even slapped by an open one; it’s another to be socked in the jaw with someone’s fist! Granted, this poor woman was not only in the throes of grieving a deep personal loss, but her situation had some pretty unfavorable economic implications as well, such as, how are we going to eat? Here’s why I LOVE this statement—because the person who said it was SO TOTALLY WRONG! In fact, though she couldn’t see it, she was about to become a very important cog in the Continue reading “Can’t see around the bend?”