Good morning folks and welcome to
Wednesday's edition here on
January 8, 2014. Monday and Tuesday turned out to be very cold days for us here on the Gulf Coast, especially the start of each day. I think our local low was around 18 °F degrees under the walkway here at our office in Magnolia, Texas. That would be considered cold almost anywhere but we are very aware how much colder it has been in major portions of the South. Friends we know in Arkansas have been reporting below zero readings for extended periods of time. Weather. It's always a topic of discussion. On Sunday I heard many discussions among our people about preparing to protect the plants, pets, and plumbing. I also heard one fellow excitedly talking about a couple of rounds of golf he expected to play this week. One today and another on Friday where the temperature may hit the mid 70's. Nowhere but Texas folks. This preoccupation with weather is not new. Jesus illustrated a point using people and their ability to evaluate indicators that help them to predict the weather and the seasons: "Then the Pharisees and Sadducees came, and testing Him asked that He would show them a sign from heaven. He answered and said to them,
'When it is evening you say, ‘It will be fair weather, for the sky is red’; and in the morning, ‘It will be foul weather today, for the sky is red and threatening.’ Hypocrites! You know how to discern the face of the sky, but you cannot discern the signs of the times. A wicked and adulterous generation seeks after a sign, and no sign shall be given to it except the sign of the prophet Jonah.' And He left them and departed." (Matthew Chapter 16, Verses 1-4)
Most of us have seen some football over the past few weeks, college and professional. That is, the plays on the field that are televised in between commercials. The commercial being run from Nissan about their car, the Rogue, has been run almost into the ground, no pun intended. It's the one with the lady driving and her passengers say they are going to be late. She then floors the accelerator and goes up a ramp, becomes airborne and lands on a commuter train, only to exit at the appropriate location and make it to their destination, early, of course. The best part of that commercial is the small print disclaimer: "Fantasy do not attempt. Cars cannot drive on trains." You think? I read the other day that people polled have voted the red haired lady on the Wendy's commercials as the most annoying personality on TV. You know the one. She pops up with this 4 inch thick monster looking burger that she bought off the $1 menu at Wendy's and uses it to make everyone else wish they had never lived. The runner up was Flo from the long running Progressive Insurance ads. If the first rule is to make them memorable, well, I'm writing about them so there you go. Other than the likely response of I don't give a flip one way or the other, what say you?
What's that you say? I'm not doing a good job of disguising the fact that I'm hurting for material these days? I suppose I have two options. Find better material or figure out a more clever way to hide the lack thereof. No. I'm not apologizing for littering up the bloglosphere with my digital mishmash of bits and bytes scattered from who knows where and beyond. It just happens to be that which bubbles up into what I feel like sharing on any given day. I will be the first to admit that some days are obviously better than others. Different strokes, or something like that. For instance, several people liked the one I wrote about me shopping for the little coffee packages over in Louisiana. And, that obituary I shared last week of the man with the demonstrated heart of giving, well, it too resonated with a number of folks. You just never know what a day might bring here at the ole blogger ranch. But, not to worry, I'm often the last to know too. Remember to take your burdens to the Lord and leave them there. Until next time, may God bless each one.
Amen. ....More later.
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