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C. I.N.O.

Without a grip on realism, we become a skeleton of the person God wants us to be. If we continue to look at this world through our VR eyes (modern day’s version of the rose-colored glasses), we can become as distorted as what we think we are seeing actually is. We have then deceived ourselves.Continue reading “C. I.N.O.”

Left or Right?

I have a regular pattern of things I do each day after I arise. Ultimately that pattern leads me to some coffee fueled reading of the latest additions to some sites that I have found feed me with “stuff” that satisfies my desire to see truth in this ever-maddening world. Often that “stuff” isn’t prettyContinue reading “Left or Right?”

My-ways…..

“This too will pass.” “You gotta gut it out.” “Rome wasn’t built in a day.” Those are things I heard a lot as a youngster. Though I wouldn’t have listened then, they were all legitimate responses by a mature responsible adult to those times when some of my-ways were being threatened. Sometimes, gasp, even scriptureContinue reading “My-ways…..”

Chasing rainbows

Rainbows mean different things, to different people, at different times, in different ways–actually perhaps more often than one might think. They are always spoken of as beautiful. At least I have personally never heard anyone say, “what an ugly rainbow!” They are serene looking, pleasant looking, almost calming in nature. Fittingly so, I would suggest,Continue reading “Chasing rainbows”

Gift return season

Ahhhhh, the Christmas season. Along with everything else that it brings, it brings gifts. Gifts that we give and gifts that we receive. It typically brings a sense of peace as well, if only because it’s a season where we can reflect on some of the important things in life. Like family. Like Jesus. LikeContinue reading “Gift return season”

Momwich

My favorite indoor sport these days is eating. I’ve had a lot of practice at it, and I’m good at it–really good. I not only chow down, but I also chow any direction I can. I can do such a good job cleaning a steak bone that the dog actually cries and turns his headContinue reading “Momwich”

Grey Roads

With GPS, phones, tablets, voices over the car speaker giving me directions these days, maps, as some of us olders know them, are a thing of the past. I’m talking map maps, real maps–maps on paper that you could hold, fold, tear, and spill coffee on. They had blue roads (the really big roads), redContinue reading “Grey Roads”

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