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My friend Kris, wrote a post some day recently about Honor .  And then she asked her readers to share a time when they witnessed honorable action, the display of integrity.  Well, i've had this thought for a post in my idea book for severalish weeks now, so i thought i would share it.  And it will double as a response to Kris' request for stories about Honor. The names and details in the following story may be changed to protect anonymity.   I work in the District Clerk's office of some random Texan county.  The District Clerk has many duties, and among these duties is the responsibility to collect money (fines, fees, court costs) from convicted felons.  Generally, as i understand it, these felons, who are either released from prison or on probation, or some such situation of trying to hopefully get their lives in order, are placed often on a payment plan which requires them to come to our office on a regular basis to make their payments. When these fo...

Dear Readers, On Saturday, i attempted to post to this blog from the washateria on my phone.  But alas, my post is lost in the interwebs.  It appeared nowhere, so apparently, i did something wrong.  Please accept my apologies. I hope you won't be disappointed if we review our most recent holiday a little more.  I really wanted to share with you a post that my friend, Angela, wrote on Good Friday.  It really touched me, and it's just beautiful, and i think everyone should read it. Good, Good, Friday        <----click over there On Resurrection Day, i got to celebrate the Passover Seder with family (which, for anyone who wonders, has every thing to do with Jesus), and it was a blessing. I've never heard  what the name for the Saturday between Good Friday and Resurrection morning is, so i called it Pensive Saturday (that's the day i was trying to post from the laundromat).  So happy belated Pensive Saturday, everybody! ...

Here's a little dad appreciation a little earlier in the year than normal. Growing up, my house was different than a lot of families i've heard about.  My mom and i . . . i can't remember a single argument between us.  We've always gotten along pretty good.  But Dad and i . . . well, we can argue the same point to each other and both leave crying.  Thus my high school years, especially, included more than enough yelling, probably invited by my own teenage hot-headedness. Since i left home, i noticed that visits are best if not TOO long.  After we get over being happy to see each other, we can start to argue and hurt each others' feelings over nothing at all.  It's silly really, but true.  And almost every time, i can hear my mother's words, "You guys are just too much alike!"  or "You're both saying the same thing!"  These are words that a daughter who's presently upset with her dad might not want to hear. But adulthood and ...

I've been reading the book of Proverbs lately. In the past, i've kind of plowed through that book of the Bible, enjoying its simple two line bits of wisdom, and moving on quickly.  This time, however, i have been taking more time to mull over the concepts and themes presented and so on. And it occurred to me . . . The Bible says that when Solomon (the writer of the Proverbs) asked for wisdom, God granted his request and said that there had been no one like him before, and would be no one like him after ( I Kings 3:12 ).  I think when we read this, we assume that God meant that no one had ever been or would ever be as wise as Solomon.  At least that's the assumption i was working from that led to this post. The irony is that Solomon, presumably the wisest man on earth, did some truly troubling and unwise things in his life.  But why?  Why Solomon?  How could you be the wisest man, the favored king, and still make such nutty decisions? I have often ...

Here is a topic that has been tumbling about in my head for a goodly number of days, every since my friend, Jess, wrote this blog entry about marriage, " Kiss Dating Hello ."  I thought about excerpting it here, but you really just need to read it.  Read the comments too.  Go ahead.  I'll wait. Finished? O.k., good, now we can go on.  Before i get started, please let me say that Jess is my friend, and this discussion is simply that.  There is no ill will.  I just think this is a topic worth discussing. Is there only ONE person on this earth for you, in God's perfect will?  Should you agonize over your mate, or just pick a good candidate and get it over with? My friend, Kris, commented on Jess' post about how Christian circles tend not to bring up the possibility that God might have a life of singleness, fully devoted to HIM, in mind for you life, a subject that the apostle, Paul, did bring up.  I think this is an excellent po...

Back home in Texas. Aaaaah, Texas. Every time i come back to Texas, i can feel it in the air.  It's true.  If you're from here, you know. Anyway, i had a great time with my family in Michigan -- sorry about the non-blogging, but there was important time to be spent with live humans.  Also, my apologies to all Michiganders, Michigonians, and Michiganites, if i messed up your weather.  When i arrived in my parents' small town, the lake by which they live thawed overnight.  The church people said i brought spring to them.  Sadly, the day i arrived back in Texas, it snowed again in that little town.  So sorry, y'all; i meant to leave some spring behind for you. Here at home, the trees have leaves, the pollen is rampant, and the air conditioner is on.  It's definitely spring in Texas.  And i'm happy to be home with my darling, gun-slingin', hoe-slingin', beautiful husband, hero fella.  We had Mexican food yesterday, to celebrate being...

If you have been reading this blog for very long, you have probably read (or possibly, by way of poor judgment, chose not to read) about my Mormor.  That's Swedish for Meemaw, Nana, Granny, and Grandma, for all you Americans out there. As an update, Mormor is almost 93 years old, and she has Dementia, a disease similar to Alzheimer's, and in Mormor's case, she remembers being a young woman in Sweden, but she doesn't remember much about what's happening right now.  She also, from time to time, tries to go back "home" to Sweden and all her little babies, by means of walking, so for her safety, she had to go live in a long term care, type home, where she could be kept safe.  Thankfully, it's about the best home ever, and she seems happy there. The point of all this is that we got to go visit Mormor yesterday, and that is definitely one of the major highlights of my trip.  Here i am with Mormor and Morfar. I wanted to bring Mormor a gift, and thou...