Insights From The Rocking Chair

Last year, a passage in scripture that I had read many times through the years, seem to jump out at me differently. I wondered how may this same story be written in todays style of language. I am no author, but here is my attempt. H e had a crippled leg. It hurt sometimes and the pain could get unbearable, but Jack kept going. He had no choice. He had been homeless for sometime and decent medical care wasn't available to him. There were open sores that ran the risk of infection. He had to live with getting just enough medical aid to get by. He had no home to go to, nowhere to lay his head. If he was lucky he could find an old box to keep the wind off but most times he just got cold. Tonight was no different than most nights. The streets were dark and cold and there were a few folk moving about. Most were like him. He sat down, next to an old brick wall in a dark alley trying to remember some of his past. Hard as he tried, he couldn't remember what his children's faces looke...

I am not sure where this post will lead in the end, so we will just have to see. Much has been said this week on Christian radio programs about the anniversary of Roe Vs Wade. I am not sure of the secular media coverage, because I have avoided it lately like a plague. Tired of the never ending election coverage. Anyway, I must admit that Roe was decided when I knew very little, if anything, about what an abortion was. I was only a senior in high school and nothing like that was ever talked about around our house. It was always assumed if you "fathered" a child then you had a responsibility ahead of you. All other plans, were now changed with this possibility in focus. You made a choice, life changed, and you had to change. Today, one of the hardest things for me to grasp is married couples electing to abort their babies. "In love couples" choosing to eliminate the results of their shared love. "The pregnancy was not planned", one of the most used excuses...

The following was first posted in July of '07. I hope you like reading it again Dear Son:(We think of you that way even though you are our son-in-law) The weeks of waiting for a specified leave date has finally come. The day that we all have dreaded will be here soon. Before you go I wanted you to know some things. I have been watching you these last few weeks. The amount of love you have poured into living your life, dedicating every free moment to spend quality time with your wife and your son, has been amazing to watch. You've used every opportunity to let them know how much they mean to you, and how much you love them. I know that their well-being weighs heavily on your heart, and I won't tell you not to worry because that won't do much good. I will tell you that they will be just fine. Maybe not at first, but they soon will be able to function and will wait anxiously for the day they can wrap their arms around you and hold you close again. You made a commitment to ...

I know, I know you don't have a clue about this but just wait a minute. I come from a long line of sufferers of a not so popular ailment, "Chronic Ontimeness". Yea, I made that word up, but I don't know the right one so live with it. "Chronic Ontimeness" is defined as the habitual and uncontrollable urge to be on time or maybe even a little early to a planned event. When I was growing up they even taught this concept in school. Be late for a class and see what happens. Not on time for work? ... you get he idea. I agree that it takes some planning to be at an event when you are supposed to be there, but it isn't rocket science. I patted myself on the back for years for being very good at being on time to all the events I attended. Then, I married someone suffering from "Chronic Tardiness". You know, they will absolutely never ever be anywhere for any reason on time. Let me go ahead and put in my disclaimer. I love my wife with all my heart and b...

Well, I have spent the morning trying to get up. My first step was to the den on the couch where I dozed for a few more minutes, then my daughter's lab wanted to go out. So, I am up again letting her go do whatever she does Went back to the couch to doze some more and a few minutes later she is at the door barking to get back in. I can't imagine why, it is only 38 degrees outside. Shortly the grandson woke up hollering for Nana. Well, Nana was in bed not really knowing it was daylight outside, but not for long. I guess you figured out that we were babysitting and dog sitting last night. Well, I've given up and thought I would enter a useless post. Tomorrow is my grandson's third birthday. Where have the years gone? It really does seem like yesterday that we waited all night for him to get here and now can't imagine what life was like without him around. There are days though that I try real hard. Lately he has had some issues with sharing his mom with us. He gets pr...