3/12/18 Uncle Phil Meets His Match

I loved my Great Uncle Phil, who was my grandmother’s half-brother. I also loved his wife, my Aunt Lucy, and their beautiful daughter, Phyllis. Uncle Phil and Aunt Lucy crossed the bar a long time ago, with his beloved Lucy crossing many years earlier than he. Cousin Phyllis is doing well, I hear, but I…

2/28/18 Political Commentary. Why?

I am burning up to write political commentary. I am not satisfied with a lot of things. I am resisting the urge successfully, so far. Politics is about life. We are all political beings. Not all of us need to comment on it, though. Perhaps it’s best if some of us don’t. And, even if…

2/28/18 Good Dogs

Are there any other kind? Yes. Coyotes and Coy Dogs, those domestic dogs that have interbred with coyotes. I do not like them. They are dangerous to my own dogs. Last week, while staying at the Magnolia Inn just off Goodman Road in Olive Branch, Mississippi, I spotted the biggest, most beautiful German Shepherd I…

2/28/18 Confirmation Bias

It’s as good as a fresh donut and far more satisfying. We seek to confirm our own biases on every level. This is an understandable human characteristic, though not an enviable one. Those who are best at presenting arguments for their own causes have studied the thoughts of the best of those who disagree with…

2/12/18 Houston as the Gathering Place

It was just a simple Facebook post about being in Houston for my two month checkup. It was followed by a message from Tennessee’s husband, Sam. “We are here and would like to meet up if we can,” Sam wrote. That stopped me in my tracks. Tennessee and Sam and I have been Facebook friends…

2/7/18 BOOM-let!

Nearly one year ago, I wrote in my blog about my church exploding. See 2/21/17 BOOM! Today, it is exploding again, but this time it is a mere boomlet, a firecracker. To be brusque and crude, a mere fart in a hurricane of world apostasy. Instead of focusing on serving the physical and spiritual needs…

2/1/18 Virtual Friendship Becomes Alive

Wednesday, January 31, 2018 was a long day. It was so long that it has extended over into February. As wound up as I was, I never settled down enough to sleep, so tomorrow began with me thinking it is still today: unusual for me. It is not unusual for me to go to sleep…