“To succeed in life, you need three things: a wishbone, a backbone, and a funny bone.” ~ copied

Okay. Confession time here on this Monday, September 8, 2025. Don't get too excited because it has to do with the fact that we watched a lot of The Three Stooges when I was growing up. We did. We really did. One of their running skits involved the joke: "How long have you had a weak back?" "Oh, since about a week back!" I do not know why but I used to love that little ditty but I do recall that when I would tell it many would do the eye roll. It didn't bother me because I could always give them Curley's patented response,  "nyuk, nyuk, nyuk". Today I understand the true meaning of the joke. I did wrench my lower back when I was cooking up a mess of pork ribs and now I can truly answer the question, "How long have you had a weak back?" with "Oh, since about a week back." Yep, the joke is on me, myself, and I, this time and it hasn't been a very pleasant last few days. But, praise God it is much better than it was and I do think I am on my way to recovery. My better half has been saying time and time again, "You don't really have any excuse whatsoever to not see a doctor." I know that to be a correct statement, however, I have a man card in my wallet issued to me by my local Church and I'm not 100% sure but I think having that card entitles me to a certain level of stubbornness. Yeah. Church and stubbornness don't go together that well, (unless you grew up like I did in a fundamental independent hell, fire, and brimstone Baptist local fellowship), but, for this purpose I am using my own homegrown interpretation of the man card rules. You do know I am just joking around but there is typically the thread of truth that under girds the jokes. At any rate, I am better, except for when I turn a certain way to which I already know what some of you are thinking, "Doctor, it hurts when I turn a certain way." "Well, stop turning that way!" 

 

It is, by the way, after 8 a.m. here at the ole blogger ranch and the temperature is still 67 degrees. I should be outside with Lil Miss Biscuit in my lap drinking some of that strong black Louisiana Community Coffee. Right? I already did that earlier and it was like a fulfillment of Bible prophecy. Do what? Yep. It was. To me, anyway. According to Al Gore and others as reported in the mainstream twenty years ago, our coastlines should have been obliterated by now and most of us would be dead from heat related illness. However, God made a promise to Noah and that, my friend, is one I believe to be more trustworthy than the forecasting of Greta Thunberg and her ilk. Here's what God said about seasons on the earth, Genesis 8:22:  

 

"As long as the earth endures,
seedtime and harvest,
cold and heat,
summer and winter,
day and night
will never cease."

 

Does this mean we should abuse the natural resources provided to us by God? Absolutely not, we would not be good stewards if we did, but, the climate crazies are right about one thing, this earth is headed for a cataclysmic change that will take place at the time and place of God's choosing when Jesus returns. You can find out all about it by reading the sourcebook of all truth: God's Holy Word, The Bible. Okay. I think I've pretty well covered enough to get a lot of push back from those who take issue with my assessment. But, be kind, remember, I have had a weak back since about a week back. May God bless each one.  "Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk." Amen.