"There are no traffic jams along the extra mile." ~ Roger Staubach, Hall of Fame Dallas Cowboy Quarterback, now a real estate mogul

Lil Miss Biscuit keeping an eye on things!

Whew! I am still trying to catch my breath. I had to be somewhere at a certain time. It required me to navigate in, through, and around the Houston metro traffic. Whew! I did no cursing. But, I must confess I wondered out loud whether or not some of those around me ever heard of the concept of road traveling courtesies. I concluded they did not and I told them so. Using my God bless you voice. I think. It reminded me how much worse it has gotten since I commuted into downtown Houston for over 20 years. But, I am back, and I am here to tell you I will not be affirming the soundness of my mind and certainly not my body. It is Tuesday, May 13, 2025, and, I am taking a break from counting up all the near misses during my most recent travels, to say this: Well, hello again, and welcome to another day in the life of yours truly. Lil Miss Biscuit is a great road warrior companion. She knows how to growl and has the bark of a large Rottweiler. She is way too skittish and shy to have tried out her bite but she can get someone's attention with the noise she makes. Biscuit has had a tough time following the legendary Sir Bentley, but, she has found her stride and she does know how to love, me, and people in general. I read once that pups enjoy that brisk air hanging out the window because it gives them a euphoric feeling. I tried doing the same thing. Maybe that was part of the problem with the near misses. Ha! 

Picking up on Mr. Staubach's quote, I can also testify to how clear the roadways are on Sunday mornings. Bumper to bumper nearly every day of the week, but, pretty much clear sailing on Sunday mornings. I remember back when I was out and about on the massive highway system and I would spot an unsuspecting older person trying to make their way through all the confusion and chaos that surrounded them. My heart went out to them while I was wishing they would stay out of my way. Today, I sit in this chair at my keyboard with this reality. Someone out there this morning no doubt spotted me and thought the same thing I used to think. Life has a way of giving one the boomerang effect now and then. The extra mile. I get Staubach's meaning. That extra mile is not too crowded. Jesus also said something about going the extra mile. "And whoever compels you to go one mile, go with him two." (Matthew 5:41) Jesus was talking about the practice of a Roman soldier having the authority to compel any person to carry his backpack for one mile. Jesus said if that happens you should volunteer to carry that burden another mile. The context of that passage is one that defines His followers by their heart of submissiveness, selflessness, and servanthood. I don't need to say more because I just felt a huge wind of conviction blowing on me.

It always works that way. It's me, it's me, it's me oh Lord, standing in the need of prayer. Glad y'all have it all together. You might want to keep your distance from me since I could contaminate you. Until next time may God add His blessings. Amen.       More later.