I could so wake up to this view anyday…
Fun with my iPhone Camera+ app:
Re-post of a May 8, 2009 entry as we are celebrating our wedding anniversary this weekend!
I Love you K!
8 The Amalekites came and attacked the Israelites at Rephidim. 9 Moses said to Joshua, “Choose some of our men and go out to fight the Amalekites. Tomorrow I will stand on top of the hill with the staff of God in my hands.”
10 So Joshua fought the Amalekites as Moses had ordered, and Moses, Aaron and Hur went to the top of the hill. 11 As long as Moses held up his hands, the Israelites were winning, but whenever he lowered his hands, the Amalekites were winning. 12 When Moses’ hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him and he sat on it. Aaron and Hur held his hands up—one on one side, one on the other—so that his hands remained steady till sunset. 13 So Joshua overcame the Amalekite army with the sword.
Exodus 17:8-13 (NIV)
So this Saturday is the 23rd anniversary of my first date with my wonderful wife, Karen (one of the few dates that I have committed to memory: her birthday, our first date, our engagement date, and (of course) our wedding anniversary). Continue Reading…
Today’s post prompt on “The Daily Post at WordPress.com” was:
Is it always better to know the truth, even when it hurts?
My answer:
Kaffee: I want the truth!
Col. Jessep: [shouts] You can’t handle the truth!
If you were of movie-watching age in 1992, when you read the question above, the quote from A Few Good Men probably immediately popped into your head. [the again, maybe it’s just me…i found myself whistling the Andy Griffith theme yesterday and listening to the Nacho Libre soundtrack today…]
Anyway,
A few days ago, the post prompt on “The Daily Post at WordPress.com” was:
What gives you hope? And what, if anything, makes you question hope? And what makes you question your questions of hope? And…
Wow, a three-parter!
My answer:
Some images from my trip to The Big Easy. Spent most of my time in meetings. Next time, more sightseeing!
Whenever I fly, I recall this video.
Today, I watched it on my flight home.
Via WiFi.
Sitting in a non-reclining chair.
With my teeth floating due to the extended turbulence.
Trying not to laugh too hard…
I’ve been in New Orleans the past few days for a meeting and tonight, while walking around the Quarter, saw Grandpa Elliott – New Orleans icon and participant in the Playing for Change project (he is at 1:05 in the video below.)
I watched him from a distance for a bit and noticed people simply passing him by – almost not “seeing” him sitting there on the corner (the way most do when walking around and seeing street people or musicians.)
Today’s post prompt on “The Daily Post at WordPress.com” was:
Do you believe everything happens for a reason? Why or why not?
My answer:
This is an interesting question. One whose answer is generally either formed or influenced by the circumstances in our life or a predisposed and faith-based belief one holds. For me, Continue Reading…
Man…to be able to write like this:
A Thousand pairs of fiery eyes
Burn like a serpent down the Highway 5
As the long amber tail to Los Angeles unwinds
I’ve got His resurrection down in side my skin
But for all my revelating I just cant make sense of this gravity we’re in
Cause I’m a dead man now with a ghost who lives
Within the confines of these carbon ribs
And one day when I’m free, I will sit
The cripple at your table
The cripple by your side
– Carbon Ribs, John Mark McMillan
These lyrics just reverberated in my head today as I listened to them a number of times.
I read an article about McMillan this morning and two things hit home – one about his songwriting and the other about worship, but both dealing with being honest with God.
Today’s post prompt on “The Daily Post at WordPress.com” was:
If you had a time machine that only let you spend one hour in a different time, what date would you go to?
One additional, self-imposed caveat: …And, in going to that date, you COULD NOT change the future.
My answer:
Since I added the caveat above, I’m going to cheat slightly: Rather than a specific time, I’m going to share about two.
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