I’ll tell you, right up front, it’s a metaphor for Heaven. And I didn’t come up with the metaphor because I had to. Because if someone told me I had to, I probably would’ve skipped the whole darn thing. Yeah, I guess I’m just one of those hardheaded writers who doesn’t want to be told how or what to write. So, I said all … Read the rest…
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Well, it’s the last Monday of the month of May in 2024. And that, of course, means it’s Memorial Day. The day Americans take time to remember fallen and injured men and women who served our country in the military. Here’s some history behind this last Monday of the month. I read this in an article this morning: “Americans began to recognize Memorial Day … Read the rest…
There aren’t any specific verses in the Bible that mention when angels sing. But the idea, or the spirit of the concept of Heavenly choirs of angels, certainly seems completely feasible to me. And based on my own desire to sing out when I think of my many blessings, I can only imagine how angels must feel in God’s presence. I’m sure I’m not … Read the rest…
Don’t do good deeds just because you might help an archangel unaware. Or any other kind of angel for that matter. In fact, don’t do good deeds, or good works, or just plain good stuff for any self-serving reason. And that might be more difficult than you think. The archangel unaware part is something I made up. But it’s based, at least a little, … Read the rest…
When I was a kid, back in the days of yore, I remember slow, slow, Slo-poke summer days. But I also remember days that flew by like missiles headed for the center of the Earth. And I remember how I didn’t want the day to end. Fast or slow. I wished it would go on and on. At least, that is, until I heard … Read the rest…
Imagine you’re a sheepherder. I know it’s a stretch. But go with me on this for a couple of minutes. OK, you’re a sheepherder out in a field at night. And all is calm. All is bright…clear sky, big stars. And you start to get a little sleepy and your mind starts to wander. Somewhere deep inside your thoughts is some sort of memory … Read the rest…
Doesn’t it feel nice to eat a good, tasty dinner and finish it off with a yummy dessert? You feel all warm and fuzzy inside. You’re full and completely happy. Then something happens, and before you know it, you’re hungry again. Then you have to do it all over again. Day after day. Week after week. Year after year. Your whole life. No matter … Read the rest…