I was intrigued by Joe Biden’s speech last night. Among many of the inspiring words he spoke, he mentioned a favorite hymn of his late son, Beau. It captured the faith that sustained Joe in his lifetime; a lifetime of much grief and sorrow. And yet he came through it with his faith intact and achieved his goal of being elected President of the United States after two previous attempts.
This hymn speaks to many of us, but not all of us hear it. Here then is OnEagle’s Wings sung by Josh Groban. Happy Sunday.
“Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of the party.”
This was a typing drill back in my high school days, and is described in Wikipedia thusly:
“Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of the party” is a phrase first proposed as a typing drill by instructor Charles E. Weller; its use is recounted in his book The Early History of the Typewriter, p. 21 (1918).
My interpretation of it in this day and age is simply…do the right thing.
We never know where in the world our paths will cross another’s. Leroy “Butch” Dean entered my life in what I like to refer to as Bloggersville a few years ago. Butch “liked” and commented on one of my blogs and became a faithful follower as I did of his.
With a sense of shock I read his final blog posted on October 22nd, the title of which was “I’ve Changed My Address”. True to his faith, Butch opened his post with this paragraph…
“If you are reading this, then I have left this earthly life to be with my heavenly Father. Now I see face to face and how I wish I could share that with you. What I can share with you is God’s merciful love for you that He tells us about in John 3:16. The most significant moment in my life was accepting Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior. I encourage you to accept and trust Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior.”
I, along with many other bloggers, will miss Butch’s posts, “likes” and encouragement, not to mention his very strong and up front faith.
Because Butch is happily home with his heavenly Father, I can still say, Happy Saturday.
When I wrote my book “My Precious Life” in 2014 I had heard this expression many times but didn’t pay much attention to its meaning. Now, as I watch what’s happening the world over, millions of people dying of the coronavirus, others succumbing to life’s natural cycle, it is hitting home just how precious life is.
Are we really living on a daily basis? Are we making the most of our days? Are we looking out for our friends, family, neighbor? Are we saying, “I love you” and then showing that love?
There is more to life than eating, sleeping, working and playing, and because life is precious we need to make sure we are truly living.
Today I am going to make a concentrated effort to really live. I don’t know what that will look like but will let God handle the details. Carpe diem!
Do you sometimes relive your childhood? Does it make you feel glad or sad? How do we reconnect to that childhood? Here is one way gleaned from the Internet:
Start by deciding to abandon caution and to give this a try. Start by identifying the qualities of children you’d like to emulate: curiosity, play, living in the moment, abandoning worries, imagination, creativity, pure joy. Observe children. Watch how they play, how they live, how they create, how they ask questions.
And here is some of what the Bible says about children:
And he said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 18:3
“And he took the children in his arms, placed his hands on them and blessed them.” Mark 10:16
The week has once more come to an end and many of us spent it in a myriad of different ways. Some worked hard, some played hard, some did neither but are ready to enjoy the day just the same. Whatever your weekend holds I hope it involves the beauty of nature. Happy Saturday.
Curiosity got the best of me again. I sent someone a “happy Friday” and then curiously wondered where this day got its name. This is what I found on the good old www.
Friday is named after the wife of Odin. Some scholars say her name was Frigg; others say it was Freya; other scholars say Frigg and Freya were two separate goddesses. Whatever her name, she was often associated with Venus, the Roman goddess of love, beauty and fertility. “Friday” comes from Old English “Frīgedæg.”
The antidote to all things wrong in this world is love. What our topsy-turvy planet needs now is this antidote. So come on world, in the words of the Bellamy Brothers (1976) let your love grow…and grow and grow…
Here is a comment made by one listener: “I was listening to this in the store, had to come home and look it up.. it felt like the Holy Spirit came over me while it was playing…I love this.”