Monday, April 09, 2018
Monday, April 02, 2018
Sunday, April 01, 2018
Easter Sunday!
Easter Sunday!
Awesome fun day!
Praise the Son day!
Easter Sunday!
Avery came home around
3:30 am from her spring break trip,
Yesterday’s Rocky Patel is
still coating my lip,
Erin got up at 6:00 to
work on a roast,
I can’t decide between a
bagel or toast.
Easter Sunday!
Awesome fun day!
Praise the Son day!
Easter Sunday!
Alec was supposed to go to
bed early last night,
His lack of sleep
yesterday was cause for the fight,
He agreed to go down early
to try and atone,
But at midnight, there he
was, talking on the phone.
Easter Sunday!
Awesome fun day!
Praise the Son day!
Easter Sunday!
Pam is supposed to meet us
at church and then have lunch,
There may be some drama,
but that’s just a hunch,
Chinese space station is
going to descend today,
The angels said Jesus “...will come back in the same way…”
Easter Sunday!
Awesome fun day!
Praise the Son day!
Easter Sunday!
Monday, March 12, 2018
Vision
Yesterday at Richard's church (actually, it's Jesus's, but it's the group Richard meets with) the class was doing a hermeneutics study on "vision" and"perish" as used in Proverbs 29:18.
Where there is no revelation(vision), people (perish)cast off restraint; but blessed is the one who heeds wisdom’s instruction.
Where there is no revelation(vision), people (perish)cast off restraint; but blessed is the one who heeds wisdom’s instruction.
Great class, I learned a bunch!
Then Avery and I headed up to Harding...a place I haven't been to in twenty years. It's was odd and yet nice to be back. Much has indeed changed but for the most part, it felt the same. After a few hours I was wanting to get off campus and do something, just like I used to feel every day I was there. There's so much energy and yet....
Avery will do well there if that's the route she chooses as she is not me in the ways that would make her frustrated with Harding. It's a fantastic place if it fits you.
Friday, March 09, 2018
Drove to Paducah,
I love a good haiku-ah,
And rhyming too-ah.
Ave and I had great conversation on the drive down here, I didn't realize how much she picks up on and all the little things she remembers from when she was small that I thought she didn't. She's fun to hang out with and I'm going to really miss her this fall.
Al and his friends are weird and they eat constantly but they are great to have around, especially without having Midwestern boys constantly around anymore. It's srange but nice to be a more normal family for a bit.
I love a good haiku-ah,
And rhyming too-ah.
Ave and I had great conversation on the drive down here, I didn't realize how much she picks up on and all the little things she remembers from when she was small that I thought she didn't. She's fun to hang out with and I'm going to really miss her this fall.
Al and his friends are weird and they eat constantly but they are great to have around, especially without having Midwestern boys constantly around anymore. It's srange but nice to be a more normal family for a bit.
Sunday, March 04, 2018
Digital Dust
There was a
time, before facebook was big, when I would record my thoughts and images and
poetry on this blog. Now it feels like
visiting an old school or a closed down factory that I used to work at. It seems like a lifetime away. There are great advantages to FB and Instagram
but there is a big disadvantage too.
With a blog, you are writing for yourself, it’s your diary, your
personal log. Sure some people will look
and comment and say “that’s nifty” or whatever but the purpose of a blog, for
me, is for me.
I look back
at the old posts and it’s incredibly interesting to me…I doubt it’s possible to
be as interesting to others. Now I find
myself missing that candid expression that blogging used to provide. Facebook is too public. I have 814 friends on Facebook and I don’t
for a minute believe I actually know them all.
Some are old acquaintances that I never bothered to DE-FRIEND.
I find
myself feeling less and less free to express what I want on such a massively
auto-broadcasted forum. I speak a
certain way to the kids that I’ve helped get through abusive childhoods, and a
different way to the buddies that I went to college or high school with. My tone and vocabulary is different if I’m
speaking with my in-laws compared to an old co-worker.
So I think I
just might go ahead and blow some of the digital dust off of this outdated blog
and see what I might have to say these days…to me.
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