Thursday, July 29, 2004
Sunrise, Sunset
Three years ago then nine year old grandson Max and I flew to Aunt Becky's farm for a visit.
It was a great time, full of excitement and adventure.
The only way I was able to not lose Max walking through the airports was his insatiable curiosity.
He almost ran down the concourses, but fortunately he wanted to see everything and so he zig zagged from one side of the aisle to the other which meant he was covering a lot more distance than I was!
We went canoeing, cave exploring, sneaked up on wild turkey and deer.
His job was to feed the chickens. It was such a new enough experience to him that it was not a chore!
I can still see his little shoes, parked outside the kitchen door, next to uncle Vernon's big boots.
Today he left on another adventure that began with a flight, this time alone, to visit Nanna.
I am very happy for him, excited, and at the same time just a little melancholy.
What happened?
Well, it's happened before, with his aunts and his father, but.......
Remember the words of the song Sunrise, Sunset from Fiddler on the roof?
"Sunrise, sunset, swiftly fly the years.....................
I don't remember going older, when did they?"
I love you Max,
Be careful little buddy.
Shalom, Y'all
Poppy
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
God's Purpose
Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the purpose of the Lord that will stand.
Proverbs 19:21
Where should we put our focus?
The answer is clear.
How come we don't?
Shalom, Y'all
Monday, July 26, 2004
Sunday
Sometimes I have a lot to say and don't want to say it, Don't know how to say it.
Today is one of those days!
Shalom, Y'all
Saturday, July 24, 2004
Less we forget
The tumult and the shouting dies;
the captains and the kings depart.
Still stands thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Less we forget - Less we forget.
Rudyard Kipling
Shalom, Y'all And
God Bless
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Enjoy The Ride
A truly happy person is the ne who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.
Some mistakes are much too fun to only make once.
Shalom, Y'all
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Clintonista lies
Many high profile Democrat politicians try to obfuscate the facts about the nefarious deeds of Sandy Burg(l)er by questioning the timing of the "leak."
I ask: "Why? Were there stains on the documents he hid in his pants?"
Will we ever be "shed" of the decadent Clinton administration?
Many high profile Democrat politicians try to obfuscate the facts about the nefarious deeds of Sandy Burg(l)er by questioning the timing of the "leak."
I ask: "Why? Were there stains on the documents he hid in his pants?"
Will we ever be "shed" of the decadent Clinton administration?
- You may only be one person in the world, but you may also be the world to one person.
Shalom' Y'all
"Stuff"
If you lend someone $20.00 and never see that person again it was probably worth it.
Drive carefully. It's not only cars that can be recalled by their maker.
Shalm, Y'all
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
I remember Poppa
My father taught me logic. He said, "Because I said so, that's Why."
My father taught me more logic. "If you wipe out and break your leg, don't come running to me for help."
Perhaps most importantly, my father taught me about the circle of life. He said. "I brought you into this world and I can take you out!"
Shalom, Y'all
Monday, July 19, 2004
Monday evening.
Memaw is zonked on the sofa, suffering from (presumably) whatever the latest in a long parade of new employees passed around the office.
Pretty, the eighty pound Dalmation who allows us to reside with her is slumbering on the floor, as close as she can get to the sleeping Memaw.
Twelve year old Max visited this weekend, cleaned and washed cars so he can have money in his pocket when he flies to Texas to visit Nanna.
What a fine lad he is. Small for his age but growing, his face is covered with freckles and a smile.
Thank you Lord for him, his siblings and his cousins.
We decided to begin a multi-family web site together, got bogged down, and watched a video he had recommended.
Some things didn't get done, some we could do, together.
It was great.
Memaw is zonked on the sofa, suffering from (presumably) whatever the latest in a long parade of new employees passed around the office.
Pretty, the eighty pound Dalmation who allows us to reside with her is slumbering on the floor, as close as she can get to the sleeping Memaw.
Twelve year old Max visited this weekend, cleaned and washed cars so he can have money in his pocket when he flies to Texas to visit Nanna.
What a fine lad he is. Small for his age but growing, his face is covered with freckles and a smile.
Thank you Lord for him, his siblings and his cousins.
We decided to begin a multi-family web site together, got bogged down, and watched a video he had recommended.
Some things didn't get done, some we could do, together.
It was great.
Someone Pleez help us figure out how to build the site.
I have "Front Page" and "Trellix." Started with "Front Page."
Shalom, Y'all
Thursday, July 08, 2004
Vision in the Sky
One year ago and again today this old grandfather truck driver was motoring through Southwest Florida, WAY FM at almost full volume playing “Come, now is the time to worship” and high in the sky appeared the words: “Jesus Loves You”
The plane was so high one could not see it, only the results as the letters were perfectly formed.
I gazed in wonder and listened while the music reached a crescendo then began to fade as the song ended……”Come, Come.”
By the time the song had finished the first words printed were fading as well, while the last two were still clear, concise. Finally only puff-marks in the sky remained, and all too soon they too were gone, leaving me alone with my gearshift and my thoughts.
What about me?
Will I leave a lasting impression? Like the words in the sky?
When I fade to nothingness what will remain on this earth?
Memories?
What kinds of memories? For how long after I am gone?
Will it matter that I have been here?
If so………. Why? If not…….. Why not?
What about you?
“…….only what’s done for HIM will last.”
Shalom, Y’all
One year ago and again today this old grandfather truck driver was motoring through Southwest Florida, WAY FM at almost full volume playing “Come, now is the time to worship” and high in the sky appeared the words: “Jesus Loves You”
The plane was so high one could not see it, only the results as the letters were perfectly formed.
I gazed in wonder and listened while the music reached a crescendo then began to fade as the song ended……”Come, Come.”
By the time the song had finished the first words printed were fading as well, while the last two were still clear, concise. Finally only puff-marks in the sky remained, and all too soon they too were gone, leaving me alone with my gearshift and my thoughts.
What about me?
Will I leave a lasting impression? Like the words in the sky?
When I fade to nothingness what will remain on this earth?
Memories?
What kinds of memories? For how long after I am gone?
Will it matter that I have been here?
If so………. Why? If not…….. Why not?
What about you?
“…….only what’s done for HIM will last.”
Shalom, Y’all
