Tag: Creation
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The Drive Into Town
What’s your drive into town like? Mine is like driving through a postcard.I M truly Blessed . . . May U B 2 “I lift up my eyes to the mountains – where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.” Psalm 121:1-2 Keep Looking Up…
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Winglet Wonders
Winglets are aerodynamically curved structures at the end of aircraft wings which improve aircraft performance by reducing drag vortices formed in flight at the end of wing tips. I realize you probably already knew that, but did you know they cut fuel consumption by 6% and dampen noise. So why aren’t all airline tickets discounted…
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Farewell Road Trip
Prior to jumping on a jet headed to the Greatland we and took a Great Smoky Mountain road trip to bid adieu to some locals, who graciously obliged us to pose for a few photos. Lord willing, I’ll send along some of pics of their brother Grizz and and uncle Bullwinkle relatives after arriving. All…
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Wonder and Gratitude
The splendor of a lily bursting into bloom today immersed me in wonder and gratitude. Wonder of my Creator’s immeasurable greatness . . . Gratitude that the One who decks the fields with flowers (Luke 12:27); numbers and names the stars (Psalm 147:4); knit this infinitesimally small, wayward prodigal together in my mother’s womb (Psalm…
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Reflections
“As water reflects the face, so one’s life reflects the heart.” Proverbs 27:19 King Solomon’s sobering words echoed from tulips’ ethereal reflections cast on the stream today. Pondering many of my heart reflections cast on life’s stream hasn’t created a lovely bouquet. However, we never step in the same stream twice, and by God’s grace…
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Creation vs. Invention
Fur and feather together . . . from my Quiet Bench I watched these two of His wild creatures sharing the stream together, and got to a-musing . . . Who among mankind could have designed a sleek otter or gangling heron with their intricately functioning life support systems uniquely suited for their survival, and…
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Promised Land
As a young boy . . . a really long, long time ago 😊. . . I spent summers fishing and wandering the forests of Promised Land State Park in Pennsylvania’s Pocono Mountains. Eight decades later it remains my Happy Place where life’s trails and responsibilities consisted of running out of worms and bailing out…
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The Quiet Bench – Part 2
During my quiet time morning, a yellowed page saved from somewhere long ago fluttered from my Bible. Looking at it, I realized it was one of those ‘Ah-Ha’ moments . . . an Divine addendum to the ‘The Quiet Bench’ musing posted yesterday on my blog. I don’t remember where I found this eloquent writing,…
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The Quiet Bench
Ever been so busy you skipped a meal? Way back in career mode times, I often did. Retirement eliminated that. Now when I skip a meal it’s because I forgot 😊 Mark 6:31 tells of a time when Jesus’ disciples were so busy with the crowds they didn’t have time to eat, and Jesus told…