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Tag: Death

  • From Diapers to Depends

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    Yep, that’s Litl’ Freddy 38 years ago (delusional dyslexia), grateful I’m not yet clipping Depends coupons to redeem 😊 . . .  and here’s a sketch of Ole’ Freddy today . . . Notice any changes other than the hat covering the shiny bald patch on my noggin’? 😊 Before snuggling under the covers tonight,…

  • Seasons

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    “To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die” Ecclesiastes 3:1-2 Nature’s seasons mirror life’s course: Spring – Birth                               Summer – Youth                                                                   Fall – Adult                                                                                           Winter –  Death I’m in my AM season of life – Advanced Maturity…

  • Final Destination

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    Holding Ellen close in front of me; arms spread recklessly wide on the bow; the wind tussling my flowing locks ???😊 . . . Titanic is one of my favorite films. Last week Ellen and I visited the Titanic exhibit just over the mountain from us. Definitely a more historic venue versus Pigeon Forge’s standard…

  • The Grief of “WHY?”

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    Watching the horrendous scenes of the incomprehensible tragic devastation and loss of lives in the recent Texas floods, especially those so young, truly breaks my heart, reminding me how so undeservedly blessed I am! . . . by His Grace alone I’ve been spared the unimaginable grief of losing a child. The enemy delights using…

  • The Silence of Saturday

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    Christmas and Easter are the favorite Christian’s times of the year. Christmas is filled with joyous celebration . . . tearless. But it’s Easter’s grieving tears and the excruciating pain Jesus suffered on the Cross for me before His joyous resurrection that make Easter my favorite. Easter eve find’s me pondering Saturday’s silent, mysterious void…

  • Joy And Sorrow

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    “Weeping may linger for the night, but joy comes in the morning.” Psalms 30:5 The two recent tragic airline disasters in Philadelphia and DC accentuated the unknown brevity of this life we’ve all been given. The Philadelphia crash was especially poignant to  me. It occurred less than 2 miles from the home where I grew…

  • Christmas Journeys

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    Christmas and Thanksgiving are America’s most family-oriented holidays. The latest Christmas travel statistics predict over 115 million Americans will travel at least 50 miles during Christmas, with 59% visiting family. Some two decades ago a single Dad and his two young sons embarked on a Christmas journey to visit family. Zooming through the skies at…

  • Life’s Finale Choice

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    In a chillingly pristine, flowing Matanuska River tributary, I watched in wonder today as spawning sockeye salmon displayed both this life’s genesis and finale . . . so like us. Conceived to life in an unfathomable act of co-creation with our Creator, we launched into life’s ocean. In a span of time known only to…

  • Pondering ‘Empty’

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    My vitamin D bottle came up empty today. Sure hope I can refill it before rickets sets in 😊  ‘Empty’ can be a depressing situation . . . an empty gas tank stranding a motorist; an insufficient funds notice of an empty bank account; the ‘empty nest’ left behind by children now grown; the empty…

  • Life’s Brief Gossamer Wings

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    Up here on the mountain – down in the ‘holler’ – over the ‘crick’ we experienced a large Mayfly hatch last evening. They clung to our windows and literally covered portions of our deck . . . but that’s Good News😁 . . . mayflies require clean water to breed, and large hatches indicate a…