Monthly Archives: April 2017
100-Word Stroll for 4/25/17: ASPIRING TO BE TIRED.
I never thought I’d consider looking up toward ‘tired’ a blessing. A couple of you reading this know what I mean. Grab your coffee and . . . Here. Sit down with me. ‘Morning Rhythms’ is a concept I embrace. Part of mine is to open my arms, raise my open hands, and ask God, “Of all the … Continue reading
2nd Cup of Coffee, 4/24/17: WHADDYA DO WITH A CLUELESS “Z-ER”?
I admit it: the title is barbed. I know clueless Z-ers won’t read this blog because they don’t read much of anything. I also know some very smart pathfinders will. I believe there are tens of thousands of young American bipeds who should be labeled CONFUSED. Though of the age we used to term “accountable”, … Continue reading
2nd Cup for 4/24/17: 11 THINGS I LEARNED FROM A JIGSAW PUZZLE
Don’t force a fit. Not only will the piece not fit right; it won’t fit where it belongs, either. If something is meant to be, it will come together. When things aren’t going so well, take a break. Things will look different when you return. Be sure to look at the big picture. Getting hung … Continue reading
QTMs for 4/22/17: WAIT, THAT DOESN’T SOUND LIKE—–
That’s the point. I use “The Message” version of the Bible mostly because it’s so readable. Some have been curious, so I’m including some of it today without editorial comment. Yes, I went there. “Without editorial comment.” A DAVID PSALM – 62 “God, the one and only —– I’ll wait as long as he … Continue reading
100-Word Stroll for 4/21/17: 86ing THE GUESSWORK GROOVE
Psalm 62:8 says it: “So trust Him absolutely, people; lay your lives on the line for Him. God is a safe place to be.” The Resurrection of Jesus guarantees that for the Christian there’s no such thing as NEVER. No guesswork groove. Hope exists right in the face of human hopelessness . . . Jesus died. … Continue reading
QTMs for 4/19/17: WORDS ON THE CREASED PAGE
Titles need to reach out and grab you. Either they need to be jazzed-cool enough so you feel awkward if you don’t read after them. Or they need to be so pointed, even edgy, that they sink puppy teeth into your thoughts. You’re still reading, so this one must be just weird enough that it … Continue reading
Q(uiet) T(ime) M(using)s for 4/17/17: THE LOST ART OF ____________
The person who won’t think is worse than the one who can’t. One who for some reason cannot think has no choice. But one who can think but decides not to? You’re with me. The ability to reason, like anything else, can atrophy from disuse. Know anybody whose thoughts and opinions are the same year … Continue reading
100-Word Stroll, 4/17/17: “EXCUSE ME, BUT . . .”
You’ve noticed “100-Word Strolls” are rarely ever 100 words. Good. Grab your joe and walk with me . . . The 100-Word part is to remind me: writers overflow with words. Readers take one look at that little “673 more words” on a Facebook post, and go, “Um–maybe later.” You and I know “Maybe later” … Continue reading