Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
From February 2, 2013
Friends of ours moved to Florida a few years ago, and this winter, decided to repaint their house. They sent us a picture when it was done. It looked nice–kind of a flamingo color-scheme. What could be more Florida than that?
Imagine their surprise when the town authorities told them they had to repaint yet again, pronto, because some anonymous busybody complained about the color of their house: and also the color violated an obscure municipal ordinance by being too dark, 80% of the paint in the can must be white. The houses in this town, by law, are all required to be in pale colors, blah-blah…
You can’t have a pink house. You can’t smoke. You can’t have a 100-watt light bulb. You can’t say this, you can’t do that. Retiring from Congress, Ron Paul said he was “amazed” by how terrifically hard it is to sell Americans on freedom. They just don’t seem to want it.
Could it have anything to do with a public education system whose primary mission, whose single most important job, is to train minds to seek out and embrace conformity? Conformity at all costs, give me conformity or give me death!
And in New York City, where you can’t have a large soda if you want one, they’re building “Freedom Tower.” Hot dog!
From April 16, 2017
Our ancient dogwood tree has just come into flower on this Easter morning. It always did have a fine sense of timing.
We’ve been here 40 years, but the tree was here first. Dogwoods can live up to 80 years, says Mr. Nature; but we don’t know when this tree was planted.
Even more remarkable, on the very same day, our ancient tulip has bloomed. Tulips live for 20 years, sometimes a little more. But this, too, was here when we moved in. It used to burst forth into one spectacular, bright red flower. Now it has four instead of one. We hope the squirrels don’t eat the flowers, as used to be their custom. They left it alone last year.
These (even the squirrels) are God’s handiwork. He imagined them, and then created them. They are here because He put them here. Their beauty is one of His countless gifts to us.
But even more than beauty, the dogwood and the tulip, and all the rest of God’s creation, have something important to tell us: God is nigh. Always.
Note: the dogwood is gone, but the tulip still blooms every year. PD
This day has gone by so quickly I can’t believe it.
I am extremely busy right now and it just seems that this day was incredibly short. I did not do half of what (in a fit of baseless optimism) I thought I would do today.
Did you ever have a day where you seem to be running behind all day?
That was today for me.
Maybe tomorrow I can catch up. (Laughs maniacally).
That’s it for now.
Pray for our troops.
God bless everybody.
Patty