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Author: Fred D

  • Thanks Dad . . .

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    Thanks Dad – for adopting me. Back when I was a defiant teenager you rescued me into your family in ‘as-is’ condition . . . without condition. Over the years I regret having so often disappointed you by stubbornly disregarding your patient advice in lieu of doing things my way. I’m ever amazed and grateful…

  • Great Smoky Mountain Morning Majesty

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    Waterfall’s rhythmic splashing outside our door awakened us in the predawn. Gently roused, we headed up the mountain to Cades Cove. The Great Smoky Mountain’s flora and fauna were there to welcome us. In silent, reverent wonder we witnessed Creation, with all her magnificent splendor, softly awake Mother Nature to begin the new day. “God…

  • Spider Stats

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    With over a million different kinds, insects represent the most numerous of all life forms on earth. I grateful the Creator gave them exoskeletons to lug around and considerably limit their size. Had they endoskeletons like us, we’d be impossibly outnumbered, tripping over ants, swatting mosquitoes with baseball bats, and Orkin exterminators would be packing,…

  • Thank A Nurse!

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    Today marks my girlfriend’s 50th anniversary from graduating with her in BS in nursing. Ten years ago she courageously came out of retirement by signing an “I DO”, life -time covenant to attend to this ole duffer for the remainder of his, or her days, whichever comes first  . . . I definitely came out…

  • Day’s End

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    Peace cloaked my soul witnessing creation whisper “Good Night” in celestial hues. “Be still and know that I am God.” –  Psalm 46:10 Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!

  • Time Warp

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    Last evening 4 senior citizens stepped back in time at a drive-in movie theater . . . a Blast from the Past! Rated PG 13 and accompanied by 3 responsible adults, this 13-year-old held hostage in an 80-year-old body vicariously became a Top Gun F-14 pilot defending our country from an impending nuclear disaster. It’s…

  • Roses and Raindrops

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    Fragrance of roses drifted on the fresh air cleansed by the passing storm. The sweet scent and lingering raindrops clinging to vivid pink petals created one of those ethereal ‘eternal instant’ moments sensing the unspeakable wonder of God’s creation, bathed in comfort of His unconditional love. I came across this poem ascribed to a 13th…

  • Memorial Day

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    It was only by His Grace that I did not face combat during Vietnam, while many of the Marines I served with paid the ultimate sacrifice that ensured the precious freedom each of us is blessed to enjoy today as Americans . . . Thank you my fallen brothers and sisters. Keep Looking Up .…

  • Red Dawn

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    The 1984 movie Red Dawn portrays a group of teenagers banding together to defend their town and country from an invasion feared as the dawn of World War III. Entertaining, far-fetched cinema back then, still serves as an ominous warning in today’s contentious world. Today’s sunrise was a Red Dawn of a more peaceful genre,…

  • Contemplating Life

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    This Great Smoky Mountains ephemeral, after-the-storm panorama marked the close of another day. The scene evoked a juxtaposed, sobering/joyful contemplation of life’s unknown brevity, and breathtaking beauty. As dusk fell, the confident wisdom of a beloved preacher comforted my thoughts: “What is your life? You are but a mist that appears for a little while…