Genesis 2:24 ~ Legacy Standard Bible ~ "Therefore a man shall leave his father and his mother, and cleave to his wife; and they shall become one flesh."

Our granddaughter Kyleigh and her fiance Taylor.

Good morning and welcome. Today is Friday, July 10, 2026, and, I am getting ready to do something I've never done before. Life is about new experiences. Right? Well, this evening the wife and I will be going to the rehearsal run through for a wedding tomorrow evening. A couple of years ago I obtained my registration giving me the right to perform weddings. I did that because my brother-in-law's goddaughter was getting married and they asked me to officiate her wedding. But, tonight's run through is different because it is for our granddaughter Kyleigh. I feel honored to have been asked to officiate this wedding, but, it is also an emotional time as we have loved on this girl for so many years, hopefully, I can keep it all together. When my brother-in-law asked me to officiate his daughter's wedding he said he knew I had spoken at a number of funeral services, filled in several times in different pulpits, as well as other events, why not weddings? Why not indeed. I did know about a number of professional Santa's who have added Christmas weddings to their portfolio of services. I've not done that one yet, however, I am a wee bit surprised our Kyleigh didn't go with a Christmas motif because this girl dearly loves everything about Christmas including the fact that her Poppy is the Real Santa Claus. Ha!

 

That's our Kyleigh standing next to Mrs. Claus and her sister Lexie by me. (Our Granddaughters!)

I do appreciate all the reader comments I get. I do. I really do. Most of it has been very positive, however, over the years, I've even gotten some pretty serious criticisms from different folks who landed on one of my blogs. Many of these came from outside the United States, and, while, I actually felt bad because they were upset with my expressed thoughts, I fully supported their right to their opinion. Just for the record, I chose not to engage in arguments because that's not what my blog is about. I have, on occasion, gone forth and back regarding specific questions about my understanding of The Gospel, because at the end of the day, that, my friend, is what makes a difference for time and eternity. It does. It really does. I will with God's help do my best to conduct this wedding for Kyleigh and Taylor in a way that supports them and honors God. However, one thing I have learned in my sojourn thus far, you just never know how things might develop, you don't, you  really don't. Get ready, be ready, and let God. Amen.

"Fast walkers in their 80s cut their risk of cognitive decline by half, a study finds...." ~ Sourced from a story on the NPR website

Well hello there, my, it's seems like it's been a long time, or something like that. That particular thought relates to the hit song written by Willie Nelson, 'Hello Walls', and it came out in 1961 when Faron Young sang it to a number one position on the charts. Today, however, is the only one we can deal with at the moment, this one happens to identify itself as Thursday, July 9, 2026. I'm still engaged in the exercises overseen by my physical therapist. She introduced a new one yesterday, and, she asked how I felt when I finished my one hour of therapy. I did not ask her to ask but she did. (I'm not sure she knows my philosophy about 'I report, you decide'.)  I told her she had achieved a new threshold. That being how my good left hip is hurting as bad as the bad right hip. She laughed and said it didn't surprise her and the soreness should be gone in 24 hours. I told her I already knew she was going to say that. I did. I really did. I asked why she thought I was getting so many leg cramps mostly during the nighttime hours. She said to drink more water, and then she added  this jewel: "You have to remember sir, you are waking up muscle groups that have been sleeping for a long time." That caused me to upgrade her nickname form Madam Diabolical to this new one, Madam Maniacal. Please don't write me. I am only having a little fun. This very young woman is actually helping me. I think I see the light at the end of the tunnel and I am hoping against hope that it's not a train. I have been looking at exercise bikes, but, I haven't ordered anything yet because I do know how in many instances they soon become dust catchers. We already have plenty of dust catchers. Right Vern? Right. I may give her a hard time, but, I am thankful for her being committed for the long game, pretty much equal to the total number of sessions my insurance will cover. Don't shake your head, we all know while it is there to help people, it is, first, last, and always, a business. Now you know why they put up with  people like me. Ha!

 

We did get a little bit of a downpour yesterday and it was both needed and appreciated. I saw early this morning how the highest temp on this date was 105 back in 1980 and the lowest recorded was 64 back in 1905. The local news people were also talking about how the Sahara dust intrusion has some positive influence in helping tropical systems not to develop. Who knew? Well, I know Who does know. Right? Yeah, our God knows all about it, He does, He really does. That passage about the sparrow comes to my mind quite often. Jesus speaking:  Matthew 10:29-31 ~ New Living Translation ~ "What is the price of two sparrows—one copper coin? But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it. And the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows." Sparrows were sold in the marketplace in the first century as a food source for those who could not afford something better. Generally speaking, the sparrows were viewed as being extremely insignificant in the eyes of most people, however, Jesus demonstrated God's knowing and caring heart in this illustration. Can I explain how it is possible for God to know these precise details about everything, all the time, all at the same time? Let me use a very theological response here: NOPE! By faith, I believe He does know. He does. He really does. That includes you. That includes me. As a believer, that gives me encouragement and confidence that I am known by God and He cares. Think on that one some and have a blessed rest of the day. Amen.

"Anyone who stops learning is old, whether this happens at 20 or at 80. Anyone who keeps on learning not only remains young, but becomes constantly more valuable, regardless of physical capacity." ~ Henry Ford, 1929

Happy Wednesday folks, this one comes to us identified as July 8, 2026. Many of you are aware that I am creeping up on an auspicious occasion, Lord providing, and, that would be my 80th birthday scheduled for this coming August. This upcoming event does give me some pause as I consider the more than 4,170 weeks along with the nearly 3 billion heartbeats in my breathing air on the planet. When the Apostle Paul came to the end of his time, he had this to say about the life he had lived: "I have fought a good fight, I have finished my course, I have kept the faith: Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous Judge, will give me at that day: and not to me only, but to all them also that love his appearing." (As rendered in the Webster Translation of 2 Timothy 4:7-8) I don't really see myself fitting my time into the testimony of Paul, but, I do know this: What God thinks about our time here pretty much defines what we've been able to accomplish, period. Jesus said the greatest standard to measure our lives is in this way: "‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments." (Matthew 22:37-40 from the NIV) I do know because of my salvation I will not stand at the White Throne Judgment, (Revelation 20:11-15), where those who have rejected God and His Son will be cast into hell, however, I will stand before the Lord Jesus Christ at what is called the Judgment Seat of Christ and it is there my works as a believer will be examined. (Romans 14:10–12, 1 Corinthians 3:10–15, and 2 Corinthians 5:9–10) Those are some sobering truths. The good news along with the best news is how God so loved He chose to provide a way of salvation for us. I am thankful for that and very ashamed of how many times I have failed Him. The point is this: Make the most important things in life as given to us by God the most important things in life. Mine and yours. More on this later as that day approaches. You with me? Good!

 

Do not get the idea I am practicing to become more and more morbid as I age. Actually, as God provides, I feel like I might have another 20 years to hang around, but, longevity in and of itself is not a great goal. Our lives should count for time and eternity. The only way to do that whether you are young or old is to get yourself aligned with God's will and purpose. Grandma Moses, the recognized brilliant painter, didn't pick up a brush until she was 76. She, by the way, was a devoted Christ follower. She lived to be 101 and she was able to experience her paintings being viewed in museums all over the world. That is a remarkable story. Don't you think so? Maybe I will, here in my office, throw some paint against the wall and call it art. You know. Like the monkeys you see on YouTube. I should think some about that one because others nearby may not think that to be a good outlet for me. I know you know what I mean. I often have prayed to have more resources so I can be of more help to others, but, in response, I've felt a good dose of conviction from Above asking me what I am doing with what I already have. Yikes. Then, I feel like I may have forgotten to say may I and it's time to start over. I was on the steps going into the choir loft at our Church many years ago and the fellow next to me said, "I know we have a great financial burden regarding our Church, so, I've been praying the Lord would allow me to win the lottery so I can take care of it." We were up against each other and this little knee jerk response came out of my pea brain, "God doesn't really care about what you would do if you won the lottery, He wants you to be faithful with what He has given to you." I actually said that. I did. I really did. I remember it well. Looks like it may be time for me to embrace the 'physician heal thyself' concept. See what I mean? Being me. I wouldn't wish it on anyone. Pray for me. In fact, let's pray one for another. Just do it! Amen.

"National pride and the belief in the American Dream remain remarkably resilient. Recent data from the Archbridge Institute indicates that roughly 73% of Americans are proud to be citizens. Around 80% agree you can be patriotic regardless of your political or religious beliefs, and roughly the same share feels they have the same or more opportunities than their parents." ~ copied from an article found on whyomingnewsnow.tv

I am glad to report that I am in pretty good shape, for the shape I am in. Thanks so much for asking. Today is a great day to thank God for His blessings. It is. It really is. The children sing out this sentiment: Rise and shine and give God the glory, and, if, you haven't done that, well, today, this Tuesday, July 7, 2026, is a good place to start. It is. It really is. Here's my observation from watching excerpts from 4th of July celebrations all across our nation: Patriotism is not dead in the United States of America, and, I, for one, hope it hangs around for as long as God allows us to be one nation, under His guidance. To me, this was a spectacular showing of the heart of our people. From sea to shining sea, folks turned out to celebrate this nation, and it being founded on the principle of our God given freedom. This is not to say we don't have huge issues, many troubles, and great difficulties that challenge our ability to function, however, with all of these, we, the American people still love our country, love our flag, and, we are willing to pay homage to the God who gave us the liberty and those who have sacrificed to keep us going. We have so many haters who only want to see the bad and they pontificate about it day and night. They, no doubt hated these celebrations of what it means to embrace the American spirit. Why? They are rooting for our nation to fail because their existence depends on the bad, while, most Americans acknowledge our problems, we still love the home of the brave and the land of the free. These celebrations were a slap in the face of those who only sell negativism as the outcome of their hatred. I felt that surge of love for my country, I had that lump in my throat as I considered all those who have paid the price for our freedoms, yeah, old fashioned patriotism. It's still an inherent part of who we are. And, I say, thank God that it is. What say you? 

 

Last Saturday, the wife and I, it being the 4th of July, we ventured out to a movie theater to see the new film, 'Young Washington'. This movie attempts to show some of the situations that helped shape the larger than life character of what many call the Father of our Nation, George Washington. I did some fact checking on the movie itself and my take is this: Close Enough. In portraying a biographical movie its next to impossible for the legendary image not to show up in the depiction. However, it got hold of me. It was emotional. My wife asked why I reacted that way. Back in the day, I was better at remembering a lot of what I had stored in my memory banks, like American history. I loved it. I lived it, and Washington was a huge part of the information I had retained, therefore, seeing some of the scenes in that movie, it reminded me of God's providence working through individuals to found our nation. George Washington was a huge believer in God providentially working to preserve him in battle after battle, for a purpose. He was that kind of believer. Go check it out. He was. The battles he faced in his young life, well, they involved God's intervention since he did have bullet holes in his hat and coat, on more than one occasion. The mainstream critics thought the stories in the movie were sanitized because the movie is being marketed to a Christian audience. I'll take that any day over the trash they like where our heroes are degraded as a way of story telling. Washington was not perfect. He had his challenges just like every other person who has ever breathed air on the planet, however, he was aware that God chartered his destiny and he went with that belief. We are blessed as a result. We are. We really are. Amen.

"If you have a stomach ache, in France you get a suppository, in Germany a health spa, in the United States they cut your stomach open, and in Britain they put you on a waiting list." — Michael Mosley

Yeah, I know. Many are still off on the July 4th Holiday, but, for us retirees, well, everyday is a kind of holiday, and, hopefully, we are thankful to God for His provision every day, this one being, Monday, July 6, 2026. Life is a series of experiences. Right? Duh! The other day we traveled into the metropolis for the specialist's specialist appointment for the wife. Back in the mid 1960's I worked for the VA Hospital in Alexandria, Louisiana. When the wife needed the car I would catch a ride to work with Ward and Vivian Hooter. They greatly lived up to their name because, in essence, they were a hoot. I rode in the backseat of their little car and they mumbled, grumbled, and threw accusatory thoughts and ideas forth and back for the entire journey. It was as good as Burns and Allen or perhaps Fibber McGee and Molly. (If you don't recognize those characters, do what I do, look them up.) At any rate, riding with them was a blast. Well, the other day the wife and I, perhaps without even realizing it, we reprised their routines and became our version of The Bickersons. (Look them up too.) The wife said my driving actually scared her to death, however, she was still breathing when we finally made it to our destination. If I'm not mistaken, a time or two she drew up into the fetal position trying to brace herself, you know, like the crash dummy. It was an interesting ride and even though I laughed about it, often, she didn't seem to connect to the punch lines. Oh well. We did make it. By the grace of God and Google Maps. The staff there at the thoracic surgical center for Baylor School of Medicine, they were exceptionally nice. The specialist's specialist was running late. He sent in a place holder, one of his physician assistants, and, we went through all the diagrams of the esophagus, stomach, and other vital issues at hand. Finally, one hour late, the man of the hour appeared and drew a lot of stuff on a piece of paper and gave a very confident assurance that he, the specialist's specialist, could do a surgical procedure and help her with her digestive and reflux related issues. He was very convincing, therefore, we have a mid August date set up for her surgery. 

 

It's been a while since I was in that part of Houston, however, I do think I recognized some of the sink holes, pot holes, and other road hazards from my last time there. Obviously, this area was not part of the make nice and pretty for the world cup soccer games. Just observing, folks, not being critical. I report and you decide. My guess is that mostly sick people come to that particular center. You know. People who have medical needs. That's a great reason to charge them $6 per hour to park. Right? And, remember when they told you when you were younger to just walk it off. Well, that's exactly what you do there. Just walk it off, further, further, and oh yeah, a wee bit further yet. I'm planning on getting my seven year trained physical therapist to stamp my card for two weeks based on the walking I did to get to the place we were supposed to be. But, the bottom line is how blessed we are to have access to such wonderful care related medical services. When I was at one of the large medical clinics in our area here in The Woodlands the other day I noticed how full the parking lot was and people were lined up waiting to see their doctor. We drove for 1-1/2 hours into the medical center in Houston, same story. Yes. I am aware there are a lot of people in the metroplex, but, it begs the question: What came first? The service or the need? You dwell on that for a while and when you get a headache, take an aspirin and a nap. And, say a prayer. That always helps. It does. It really does. Amen.

John Adams, writing to his wife Abigail on July 3, 1776, regarding the Declaration, Adams stated: "I always consider the settlement of America with reverence and wonder, as the opening of a grand scene and design in providence, for the illumination of the ignorant and the emancipation of the slavish part of mankind all over the earth."

And, here we are 250 years since John Adams, the statesman who became Vice President alongside President George Washington, and then, later the second President of the United States following Washington, as he forwarded that note to Abigail just prior to the signing of The Declaration. Recorded history informs us of so much and it is to be treasured while at the same time we all know we live in real time, that being, today, Friday, July 3, 2026. Along with a little help from the Artificial Intelligence software, ChatGPT, one of our Santa shots along with Lil Miss Biscuit's photo were enhanced with a 4th of July motif. The way Biscuit operates makes it pretty clear she is very happy to be a part of this American story. At times I think about the rest of her brothers and sisters that made up her litter. She no doubt, arrived in our home, looked around, and began humming God bless America.That's a joke, but, she is spoiled and I think to a large extent, most of us are, especially compared to so many who breathe air on the planet. I was listening to a BBC News interview with a fellow introduced as an expert on the American experience. They asked this named expert how it was going in terms of the pursuit of the American dream. What came forth was a litany of all that's bad about our nation. Couldn't they say at least one or two good  things? Nope. With all of our issues, faults, failures, warts, and, yes, disappointments in our living out what it means to be an American, well, I for one, stand up and give thanks to Almighty God for what I believe to be the greatest of nations ever known to the human family. By His will and by His provision, it is still the place I want to be. It is. It really is. What say you?

 

Photo of the original 1814 manuscript of the poem, "The Star Spangled Banner"

Here's another quote from John Adams, our 2nd President, known to be a man of deep religious conviction, "I have examined all religions, and the result is that the Bible is the best book in the world." Here is a quote from John Quincy Adams, 6th President and son of John Adams, "In the chain of human events, the birthday of the nation is indissolubly linked with the birthday of the Savior. The Declaration of Independence laid the cornerstone of human government upon the first precepts of Christianity." Our heritage cannot be separated from the Christian Faith and its impact on our founding. Our nation's motto, "In God We Trust" is actually the sentiment quoted in one of the verses of the poem written by Francis Scott Key, "The Star-Spangled Banner":

 

 

Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto - "In God is our trust,"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

 

As we celebrate the 250th year of the signing of the Declaration of Independence, let us never forget the proven history how most of our founders freely expressed their faith in and reliance on our Great God. That's the heritage we should dedicate ourselves to continuing. Have a great 4th of July weekend and don't forget to gather together in the meeting place on the first day of the week, Resurrection Sunday, to thank God for His mercy and grace on us as individuals and on our nation. Amen.

"The USA is often considered the best country in the world due to its unmatched global economic power, foundational commitment to personal liberty, and diverse career opportunities. Furthermore, it leads in scientific innovation and cultural influence, and boasts an incredibly secure geographic position." ~ Patrick Henry College

Hello and welcome to our time together, this one being connected as Thursday, July 2, 2026. Thanks so much for showing up as we here in the states, (that's how the United States is often referred to both near and far), are getting ready for the official recognition of the 250th celebration of the signing of the Declaration of Independence. That would be July 4th and it dates back to 1776. One of the interesting things I have been seeing are the comments of those from foreign countries who have traveled to the United States for the world cup soccer matches. Many of them talk about how they were led to believe that America had become, under President Trump in particular, a wasteland. This meant they were to be in fear of their lives the entirety of their time here. America in decline was the propaganda they had been fed prior to their arrival. Was this information disseminated by some underground terrorist organization? No! These ideas were promoted by the mainstream media originating right here in our country, the so called mainstream media. They, essentially, are rooting for America to fail. Some might remember the unbelievable push back and condemnation of the late Rush Limbaugh when he said he hoped, "President Obama would fail." Limbaugh's comments pertained to the expressed policies promoted by then President Obama and it had nothing to do with his animus towards the President. Fast forward to today: It's 100% connected to fire breathing hatred for a person, President Donald Trump. They wallowed in their feigned and alarmed responses to Limbaugh, but, now, oh but now, they want our nation to fail because they hate the man who sits at the desk in the Oval Office. Well, how's that going for them? Not so good with those visiting our great country. They have found what many of them have expressed to be the exact opposite of what they had been fed. Americans are a welcoming people. America is not in decline and they experienced all types of connections that seemed incredible to them, given what they were told. Whether it was a brisket sandwich at Buckees, or, seeing people come to their aid when they ended up needing help or direction, the interviews I saw indicated the stunning differences between actuality and what our President often calls it, 'fake news'.

 

The views expressed in the previous paragraph reflects a combined understanding from the team of Me, Myself, and I, and, this team approved its content.  Do I think everything is Tony the Tiger G-R-E-A-T! in America? Absolutely not. Do I think President Donald Trump is the answer to America's challenges? He could be used to accomplish things within the will and plan of The Almighty, but, truth is, only God can right the wrongs that permeate our fallen nation. President Trump, his opponents, his supporters, and, even his haters all have a need to recognize their lost condition and turn to God's provision through Jesus Christ as their only hope, personally, and, our only hope collectively as a nation. I hear some murmuring out there since this sounds too simplistic. Right? It is simplistic. Turn to God or turn back to God and seek Him as a way forward for our country. When we respond to Him and His ways, He will do for us what we cannot do for ourselves. Until that happens, I fear we will do the best we can, knowing the believers are the ones currently holding off judgment, therefore, we should do, for the sake of future generations, do all we can to enlarge that base of believers. We should. We really should. Here's the way our Savior put it: Matthew 5:14-16 ~ New Century Version ~ "You are the light that gives light to the world. A city that is built on a hill cannot be hidden. And people don’t hide a light under a bowl. They put it on a lampstand so the light shines for all the people in the house. In the same way, you should be a light for other people. Live so that they will see the good things you do and will praise your Father in heaven." Amen.

 

PS: This morning, the wife and I will be venturing down to the Houston Medical Center area for an appointment with a esophageal specialist's specialist. She has had a number of issues over the years along with two surgical procedures, but, the specialist here in our area told us she needed to see a doctor known to be an expert in this arena. It reminds me of when we used to play checkers and they would proclaim, "Crown me!" Please whisper a prayer for us as we commute into that maize of entangled roadways along with her visit. Thanks so much and may God add His blessings. Amen.

"Even when you think the sky is falling on your life, just still continue to have strong faith in GOD always, every single day all the time." – George Ramey, Writer

We can now officially complain about the hot weather because it is now, officially, Wednesday, July 1, 2026. I well remember seeing firsthand what can happen when it really gets hot. In the mid 1990's I was working as a consultant for a company just north of Chicago. The temperature was wickedly hot, topping out at 106 degrees °F, and it stayed hot for days. Over 700 deaths, mostly elderly people, were recorded and they had to bring in refrigerated trailers to put the overflow of bodies. I heard story after story of how these older folks would go to bed at night and since many had no air conditioning, well, as we used to say back home, they woke up dead. I am not a climate denier. Why? We are a fallen people and we are quite capable of abusing God's creation to the extent that bad things happen. At the same time, I trust God's promises made to Noah where He said seasons would continue until the end of all things. (Genesis 8:22 ~ "As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease.") I quickly add that God has provided to us the world we live in, and, I, for one, believe we are to be good stewards of His provisions. At the same time my trust in God will not allow me to become Henny Penny, running around screaming how the sky is falling. You didn't ask but now you know. (Wikipedia: "Henny Penny", more commonly known in the United States as "Chicken Little" and sometimes as "Chicken Licken", is a European folk tale with a moral in the form of a cumulative tale about a chicken who believes that the world is coming to an end. The phrase "The sky is falling!" features prominently in the story, and has passed into the English language as a common idiom indicating a hysterical or mistaken belief that disaster is imminent. Similar stories go back more than 25 centuries, and "Henny Penny" continues to be referred to in a variety of media.)

 

I am sitting here wondering where that opening paragraph came from, but, it will not be the first time I am left scratching my head. Coming out of that 'sky is falling' concept, we, as believers must immerse ourselves with the truths God has provided to us. We think sometimes about the attribute of God's Sovereignty, which essentially means that He has the power, wisdom, and authority to do anything He chooses within His creation. (Psalm 115:3: "But our God is in the heavens; he does whatever he pleases."1 Chronicles 29:11-12: Declares God as the owner of all power, glory, and victory, holding authority over all. Daniel 4:35: "He does according to his will among the host of heaven and among the inhabitants of the earth; and none can stay his hand or say to him, 'What have you done?'") I cannot explain in terms that are acceptable to a vast audience of folks since everyone tends to have their own opinions about the functioning of this attribute including recognized Bible scholars, but, I will say this about it. I must revert to my childlike faith in saying I don't understand it all but I accept it as revealed truth and try not to come up with all kinds of notions about it. By faith. I remember once hearing a recognized Bible expert say that if God operates the way He appears to operate based on what is contained in The Scriptures, well, it just wouldn't be fair. Really? I immediately thought of Romans Chapter 9, here rendered in the Amplified Bible, caps and punctuations as is found in the Amplified text: 

 

1I am telling the truth in Christ, I am not lying, my conscience testifies with me [enlightened and prompted] by the Holy Spirit, 2that I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart. 3For [if it were possible] I would wish that I myself were accursed, [separated, banished] from Christ for the sake [of the salvation] of my brothers, my natural kinsmen, 4who are Israelites, to whom belongs the adoption as sons, the glory (Shekinah), the [special] covenants [with Abraham, Moses, and David], the giving of the Law, the [system of temple] worship, and the [original] promises. 5To them belong the patriarchs, and from them, according to His natural descent, came the Christ (the Messiah, the Anointed), He who is exalted and supreme over all, God blessed forever. Amen.

6However, it is not as though God’s word has failed [coming to nothing]. For not all who are descended from Israel (Jacob) are [the true] Israel; 7and they are not all the children of Abraham because they are his descendants [by blood], but [the promise was]: “YOUR DESCENDANTS WILL BE NAMED THROUGH ISAAC” [though Abraham had other sons]. 8That is, it is not the children of the body [Abraham’s natural descendants] who are God’s children, but it is the children of the promise who are counted as [Abraham’s true] descendants. 9For this is what the promise said: “ABOUT THIS TIME [next year] I WILL COME, AND SARAH SHALL HAVE A SON.” 10And not only that, but this too: Rebekah conceived twin sons by one man [under the same circumstances], by our father Isaac; 11and though the twins were not yet born and had not done anything either good or bad, so that God’s purpose [His choice, His election] would stand, not because of works [done by either child], but because of [the plan of] Him who calls them, 12it was said to her, “THE OLDER (Esau) WILL SERVE THE YOUNGER (Jacob).” 13As it is written and forever remains written, “JACOB I LOVED (chose, protected, blessed), BUT ESAU I HATED (held in disregard compared to Jacob).”

14What shall we say then? Is there injustice with God? Certainly not! 15For He says to Moses, “I WILL HAVE MERCY ON WHOMEVER I HAVE MERCY, AND I WILL HAVE COMPASSION ON WHOMEVER I HAVE COMPASSION.” 16So then God’s choice is not dependent on human will, nor on human effort [the totality of human striving], but on God who shows mercy [to whomever He chooses--it is His sovereign gift]. 17For the Scripture says to Pharaoh, “I RAISED YOU UP FOR THIS VERY PURPOSE, TO DISPLAY MY POWER IN [dealing with] YOU, AND SO THAT MY NAME WOULD BE PROCLAIMED IN ALL THE EARTH.” 18So then, He has mercy on whom He wills (chooses), and He hardens [the heart of] whom He wills.

19You will say to me then, “Why does He still blame me [for sinning]? For who [including myself] has [ever] resisted His will and purpose?” 20On the contrary, who are you, O man, who answers [arrogantly] back to God and dares to defy Him? Will the thing which is formed say to him who formed it, “Why have you made me like this?” 21Does the potter not have the right over the clay, to make from the same lump [of clay] one object for honorable use [something beautiful or distinctive] and another for common use [something ordinary or menial]? 22What if God, although willing to show His [terrible] wrath and to make His power known, has tolerated with great patience the objects of His wrath [which are] prepared for destruction? 23And what if He has done so to make known the riches of His glory to the objects of His mercy, which He has prepared beforehand for glory, 24including us, whom He also called, not only from among the Jews, but also from among the Gentiles? 25Just as He says in [the writings of the prophet] Hosea:

“I WILL CALL THOSE WHO WERE NOT MY PEOPLE, ‘MY PEOPLE,’

AND [I will call] HER WHO WAS NOT BELOVED, ‘BELOVED.’”

26“AND IT SHALL BE THAT IN THE PLACE WHERE IT WAS SAID TO THEM, ‘YOU ARE NOT MY PEOPLE,’

THERE THEY SHALL BE CALLED SONS OF THE LIVING GOD.”

27And Isaiah calls out concerning Israel: “THOUGH THE NUMBER OF THE SONS OF ISRAEL BE LIKE THE SAND OF THE SEA, IT IS ONLY THE REMNANT [a small believing minority] THAT WILL BE SAVED [from God’s judgment]; 28FOR THE LORD WILL EXECUTE HIS WORD UPON THE EARTH [He will conclude His dealings with mankind] COMPLETELY AND WITHOUT DELAY.” 29It is as Isaiah foretold,

“IF THE LORD OF HOSTS HAD NOT LEFT US SEED [future generations from which a believing remnant of Israelites came],

WE WOULD HAVE BECOME LIKE SODOM, AND WOULD HAVE RESEMBLED GOMORRAH [totally rejected and destroyed]!”

30What shall we say then? That Gentiles, who did not pursue righteousness [who did not seek salvation and a right relationship with God, nevertheless] obtained righteousness, that is, the righteousness which is produced by faith; 31whereas Israel, [though always] pursuing the law of righteousness, did not succeed in fulfilling the law. 32And why not? Because it was not by faith [that they pursued it], but as though it were by works [relying on the merit of their works instead of their faith]. They stumbled over the stumbling Stone [Jesus Christ]. 33As it is written and forever remains written,

“BEHOLD I AM LAYING IN ZION A STONE OF STUMBLING AND A ROCK OF OFFENSE;

AND HE WHO BELIEVES IN HIM [whoever adheres to, trusts in, and relies on Him] WILL NOT BE DISAPPOINTED [in his expectations].”

 

There you have it, one of the great texts from The Scriptures. An entire chapter? Why not? They are not my words folks, they are the truths breathed out from God the Holy Spirit through His chosen vessel, the Apostle Paul. Until next time, May this God, the one in Chapter 9 and in all The Scriptures, be the one to whom we yield our allegiance. Amen. 

 

PS: Please don't send me your ideas that attempts to mollify or lesson the context of God's Sovereign Grace and its working to accomplish His purposes based on the good pleasure of His will. I repeat: I may not understand it, but I do, by faith, embrace it and I accept it, again, by faith. 

"Don't ever underestimate the importance of treating others with respect and kindness." ~ copied

Here we are, the last day of June, the 30th, in the year of our Lord, 2026, and, in our area we are already dealing with heat and humidity. We live in what is referred to as the Greater Houston Area and it encompasses some nine counties. We reside north of the big city in The Woodlands, TX area. Yes. It's already hot and whether that's seasonably so or unseasonably so pretty much depends on your political leanings and somehow that doesn't impress me as being very much weather related. I'm surprised that folks are surprised that it is hot here as we near the celebration of the 250th birthday coming up on this next Saturday, July 4th. I'm not saying the temperature doesn't have an impact because it does. It really does. It, along with just about any number of other things can bring on a bout of irritability. It can. It really can. Sadly, a whole lot of stuff can happen as a result and most of it is not good. Not good at all. We end up not only ruining our day but we can cause others to join the irritable brigade. The saddest of all is when this irritable spirit disguises our true identity as a Christ follower. We like to say we just got up on the wrong side of the bed, however, our attitudes, good or bad, make a difference in how our lives are pursued, and, they can even make a difference in others for time and eternity. Well, that's just the way I am. Really? Again, I have likely said that before, but, it's not good enough. Have you ever noticed how much more aggravated you get about how others are doing whatever it is they are doing, when your attitude is in the ditch? The one I know the best is also one that needs a lot of help, on any given day, but, recently I noticed how I was driving along as a team, me, myself, and I. "What y'all doing up there, practicing for a funeral procession?" "Do something, get back on your meds, just do something, already!" To the wife: "Are you seeing what I am seeing?" Her response: "They most likely have a good reason." Don't you just hate it when you hear stuff like that? Could it be God reminding us of who we are and the kind of attitude He wants us to show forth? (Maybe. After all, he did speak to the hireling prophet through a donkey. Book of Numbers, Chapter 22, Verses 21-39)

 

I heard a fellow at a conference one time talking about how he had decided to make an example of a young employee who had not performed well. In front of a large group he singled her out and berated her for not doing better. Her response? She, right there in front of God and everyone, started sobbing. I mean bawling her eyes out. She was humiliated and distraught. The man said it hit him like a ton of bricks. Who did he think he was to inflict this kind of degrading experience upon that young woman? What did he do? He said he apologized to her and to the entire group he had assembled and begged hers and their forgiveness for being so insensitive and cruel. May I just say this about that. It was much better than an attitude that says, "Well, after all is said and one, they deserved it." Okay. They did and we did and we do. Had it not been for the One described in the Dottie Rambo song, "He looked beyond my fault and saw my need." Okay. I mention that testimonial from that fellow because I saw him early on in my managing of people days, and, it did me a lot of good. You know what's even better? We have a Book filled up with God ordained and inspired directions on how to live out the life He has given to us. And, when we yield to His Spirit, we can go forth and put our best foot forward. I may have to change the title of my blog to the 'Daily Dose', but, I actually think that one is taken. Ha! Final word, and, it will help us all: May we find ourselves on this day praying one for another. Amen.

Ronald Reagan: "I never drink coffee at lunch. I find it keeps me awake for the afternoon."

Welcome back. Today is Monday, June 29, 2026, and, I wanted to say a few words about one of my favorite subjects of all time: Coffee! My long term readers recognize how I have written essay-like blogs, dozens of them, on this subject. Why? It is a part of my heritage and I admit to one and all, it is something I flat out enjoy, typically, three or four cups per day. That Community label is important but more about that later. Most of the folks in my family were coffee drinkers. Real coffee. To my knowledge, none of those I saw or were around ever drank any of the specialty coffee drinks available today. I found reported how the first one of the shops featuring those types of coffee drinks opened out in California in 1966. We did have a few that put sugar in, or sugar and cream, or cream only, but, for the most part nearly all of our folks drank it black. After my dad passed away in 1954, we moved from Texas to Louisiana and my grandfather, Paw Paw Mac, became a role model to us children. He was a man of few words but he lived his life out in the open, committed to his God and his family. And, to his coffee. The closest to coffee we were able to get growing up was what they called milk coffee. It had sugar in it and had we called it a latte we may have all been rich today. Ha! I did often observe my granddad as he poured up his cup. It came out slow because it was black as black could be with some thickness to it. Early in the morning his Depression Era experience kicked in as he would drain the left over cold from the previous day. He grimaced a little as he drank it but wasting it was not an option. I used to think I would have never imagined me doing that same thing, but, alas, I find myself drinking left over cold from wherever I find one of my cups that still has some in it. My point? We do have a heritage and it includes coffee. I drink Louisiana coffee bean roasted, family owned Community. My folks drank it and I do too. Life is too short to do what we did when we were a young married couple where we bought whatever was on sale regardless of the brand. No. I may do that again some day, but, for now, I have a case delivered to my front door about every three weeks. Too much? Way too much, but, I don't find it to make me the least bit edgy, edgy, edgy, or edgy. 

 

I'm not into the specialty coffee world, and, I would likely wear a disguise to go into one of those places. Back when I was walking the mall very early in the morning I did have one of those places where the folks there were kind to me. One fellow in particular would actually grind beans and make me a strong cup. He made it extra strong for me and often wouldn't charge me for it. I suppose it was my age, but, I appreciated it. I also went in once on behalf of my grandson who wanted one of those fruit smoothie concoctions. I held my head down as best I could for fear someone would see me there and grimaced a little as I paid an outrageous price for a strawberry-something frozen drink. Okay. The thing that prompted me to write on today's featured subject is the novelty gift my eldest son gave me for Father's Day. It is a rechargeable battery operated heated coffee cup. It is. It really is. This means when I brew coffee into this cup it will keep it somewhere around 150 degrees °F to the last drop. Now that is exciting. Don't you agree? I do enjoy my coffee hot and strong, I also like my food to be hot, but, I will write about that on another day. I do realize the marketplace reality and how Community now features dozens of different flavors for folks to choose from. It saddens me, but, they still produce the kind I like, therefore, I continue to support my birth state, Louisiana, and, the oldest and largest family owned coffee producer in America, the Community Coffee Company. Y'all have a wonderful rest of the day and may God add His blessings.Amen.

George Washington: "It is the duty of all Nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God, to obey his will, to be grateful for his benefits, and humbly to implore his protection and favors."

Okay. Today, I will do my best to not pontificate on my aches and pains, my older age, and other things related to those issues. Fair enough? After all, there's no crying in baseball. Right? Good morning and welcome. We made it to Friday, June 26, 2026. Yay! I highly recommend to anyone, anywhere, that on this upcoming Sunday, June 28, you will make your way to Mims Baptist Church, 1609 Porter Rd., Conroe, TX 77301, where there will be a presentation of a God honoring, country loving program that will make everyone appreciate God's blessings on our land. This program will be in both morning services, at 9:15 and 10:45 a.m. Then, a great time of fellowship on the Church property will begin at 5 p.m., Friday, July 3rd. There will be lots of special activities for all ages and food trucks for refreshments. Then, when it gets dark there will be a spectacular fireworks display commonly known as the largest in Montgomery County. The wife and I feel privileged to be singing in the choir on Sunday and here's the truth: Folks we are blessed to live in the United States of America, yes, with all of her flaws, all of her challenges, and, yes, even with all of the political divisions that exists, it is still by God's Provision, blessed beyond our ability to measure. Our response? Thanks be to God. Amen.

 

I asked our friend Google what the most famous written paragraph was in history. The first one that showed up in this one: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." That, of course, comes directly from the Declaration of Independence, 1776, penned predominately by Thomas Jefferson. The second was an excerpt from the 272 word Gettysburg Address written and delivered by President Abraham Lincoln, in 1863, where the national cemetery was officially dedicated. The third was one of the jewels from Charles Dickens, 1859, in his opening to what would become a classic, 'A Tale of Two Cities'. I'm happy the declaration is recognized because it clearly identifies the originator of the rights we enjoy as citizens, The Creator, Almighty God. Yeah, I am fully aware of critics throughout our history and how they have attempted to find ways to nullify the meaning of this statement. However, as we like to say here in the South, "It it what it is!" May we all join together in making the days leading up to the official 4th of July, days of thankfulness to God for His provision for our nation. I will do my best to do exactly that. What say you? Until next time, Lord willing, I will see you from here at the ole blogger ranch. May God bless each one. Amen.

Working on my 'pain' vocabulary: Aching-Cramping-Fearful-Gnawing-Heavy-Hot-Burning-Sharp-Shooting-Sickening-Splitting-Stabbing-Punishing-Cruel-Tender-Throbbing-Tiring, and Exhausting!

Not our choir, used for illustration only.

Here we go again. Old people on the move. Ha! Today, Thursday, June 25, 2026, our old people choir, (Legacy Choir, if you will.), will be singing some patriotic tunes at two of the large hospitals here in this area. Instead of turning chairs, we hope we will see folks pausing to reflect on the profound blessings we enjoy as Americans, including some of those busy professionals wearing white coats. But, first things first. Early this morning, I return to the torture chamber for an hour's worth of pain and suffering. I tried to think up a nickname for the very physical pleasant therapist who manages the mechanisms and instruments of cruelty. Yes. I know. That is a beyond the pale description. (The English Pale (Ireland): A fortified area in medieval Ireland directly under the control of the English Crown. Venturing "beyond the pale" meant stepping outside the protection of English law into uncontrolled, unpredictable territory.) But, I did put it that way intentionally to make my point. You can make up a song about 'no pain, no gain', but, so far I'm not buying it. And, lest you get the wrong idea, I do greatly appreciate the young lady who has spent seven years of her life preparing to make old people like me be as miserable as possible. Why? Their plan typically works and progress wins the day. Need I open the envelope and read what my profile says: I am not typical. Back to the nickname. She's not a bully per se because she always speaks is very encouraging and soothing terms. Oh yeah, I almost forgot. I said earlier and she continues to wear me down with her constant question, "Does that make sense?" I've participated in a number of active listening courses during my managing people years, and questioning is a major part of getting buy in, but, repetition just doesn't do it for my not typical self. Are you with me? Sorry. I couldn't resist. Okay. I'll go with this one, but it's a working name in progress, and, it's just between us: Madam Diabolical. Ha!

 

I have written stuff in the past tongue in cheek that some of my wonderful readers took literally.  ( "Tongue in cheek" is an idiom that describes a statement or action that is humorous, sarcastic, or insincere, but is delivered with a completely serious expression. It is meant to be understood as a joke rather than taken literally, often relying on irony or exaggeration.) This means I'm certainly not trying to give this young woman a bad rap or a negative review. Not at all. I tell her all the time, she has seven years to prove she knows what she is doing and I have only that stupid chart on a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being unbearable pain, what level are you now? I often refuse to try and rate my pain. I might just take the chart above with me and we can read it together. Ha! Here's the rub. Figuratively, and, literally: I need some strong medication or perhaps anesthesia in order to continue the current physical therapy regimen. However, they don't like giving old people the really good stuff because we might fall. The song puts it this way:

 

Tomorrow, tomorrow!
I love ya tomorrow!
You're always
A day
Away!

 

Lord willing and I am able, that's when I visit my orthopedic who is a week late in helping me, or, that's the way I see it. Again, Ha! Y'all have a blessed day and may God add His blessings. Amen. 

AARP: "Side sleeping for older adults can cause severe joint and hip pain from uneven pressure, and put a strain on the heart—especially for those with congestive heart failure who may experience breathing difficulties on the left side. It also promotes facial aging and sleep wrinkles."

Hello and welcome to my own version of looking for intelligent life. Just joking. I was trying to use that particular concept as an opening really for no good reason. Just because. It is Wednesday, June 24, 2026, and, I do hope you and yours are well, engaged in the life God has given to you, and actively thanking Him for His provisions. I heard about an old timer who represented the bestowed blessings of God in this way in his prayer: Thank you Lord for all the blessings you have stowed us up with. And, I say, Amen to that sentiment. What say you? I was explaining some of my achy breaky pains to our youngest, Rodney, when he came to visit on Fathers Day. His response was a wee bit chilling. "But dad, surely you should expect to have some issues at your age. You know, you may need to have those hips replaced or maybe even a knee." He went on to recount some older folks who have undergone those types of procedures. I was already aware those remedies were available but they are reserved for those who need them. Surely, that would not be me. Right? I actually prefer not to even think about thinking about those fixes to my current problems. As I sit in my steno chair up in my office at the ole blogger ranch, my thought is this: No thank you. I remember one of the doctors told me a number of years ago that to take the pressure off of my hips I needed to learn to sleep on my back. I told him I was a long term dedicated side sleeper in the fetal position. His response was rather blunt: "Okay, then keep on hurting." He may have missed the day they covered bedside manner, however, I clearly understood what he was saying. I did. I really did. And, yes, I still sleep on my side. 

 

I would be remiss if I didn't mention that I did try to learn to sleep on my back. And, I did actually achieve sleep that way, but, it wasn't the kind of sleep I needed. Now, when I fall asleep in my recliner, I am told, too often if you ask me, that I can sleep sitting up with my head on my chest and my mouth wide open. They tell me it is not a pretty picture and they often check on me to see if I am still alive. I would share a photo since they seem to enjoy making them of me in that position, however, I will spare you the shock and me the embarrassment. While we are on the subject, here is an explanation from the Sleep Foundation: The fetal position—sleeping on your side with knees drawn toward your chest—is the most popular sleep position, favored by over 40% of adults. It is widely considered a 'natural' and comforting posture because it mimics the security of the womb." So there you have it, another tip toe through the maize of difficulties experienced in the sojourn of yours truly. You likely have a different set of issues and the solutions you have discovered. Each of us is unique, but, some of us seem to be more so than required to make it on our journey here. I'm just messing around because the sum total is how little I have to complain about, therefore, take it all with a grain of salt. Okay? And, I know inquiring minds are interested in knowing about that figure of speech, so, here is what Wikipedia says: "While the exact origin is debated, many historians point to the writings of Pliny the Elder in 77 A.D. In his Naturalis Historia, he recorded a recipe for an antidote to poison that required the mixture to be taken "with a grain of salt," suggesting that the addition would protect the person and render the poison less harmful. Over time, this evolved into the figurative idea that adding a little bit of "salt" helps you swallow or process information that you might otherwise doubt." Now we know! Yay! May God add His blessings. Amen.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-10: "Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up."

I was in a hurry this morning. Our local, called-out assembly, (Mims Baptist Church), scheduled a men's Bible Study on the letter to The Ephesians, a chapter each week, and we meet between 7 a.m. and 8 a.m. Therefore, that was a big To-Do for me as I embraced this brand new day, Tuesday, June 23, 2026. We started this study week before last and that first one was very informative and the 30 minutes allotted to discussion was really a barn burner. I mean we had some really vocal guys at our table, present company included. Let's just say we had the iron sharpening iron going on. You know. The image I conjure up is using a iron whetstone to sharpen a knife. The more you rub and hone in on the object being sharpened, it is the sharper that object becomes. That concept is mentioned in the Proverbs, Chapter 27, Verse 17. Here is how the Amplified Bible presents this verse: "As iron sharpens iron, So one man sharpens [and influences] another [through discussion]." You've probably heard that verse quoted often related to spiritual men's conferences or other similar men's gatherings. Now you know why they use that terminology: iron sharpening iron. And, I quickly add, sometimes I don't always realize how dull I am until the light gets turned on during our discussions of the truths from God's Word. In that first session I saw many dragging in very sleepy eyed, but, they left with a fresh sense of how God communicates what we need, individually especially, and collectively as well, and that makes for time well spent. It does. It really does.

 

Solomon writing with Spiritual insight from Above.

I did want to mention what a great Fathers Day I enjoyed this past Sunday. Our eldest and his bride were out of the country at a resort in Mexico all last week celebrating their 40th wedding anniversary. I know. You are thinking I look way too young to have a son celebrating that kind of milestone. What? You didn't think that at all. Okay. It would help if you could play along with me on these kinds of reports. I was young for a long time. Just bear with me here. I had a baby face all the way into my late twenties and early thirties. I hear you. That was then and this is now. We did have a friend who was prematurely gray. He was infuriated when they would offer him the senior discount especially when the rest of us were around to witness it. But, none of us get to the end of our sojourn without some wear and tear. And, I think you've heard some of my challenges in that arena. That ending passage penned by Solomon in the Book of Ecclesiastes never resonated so much with me until I experienced the full measure of what it means to grow older. It's worth our attention regardless of our age because the sooner we learn this truth, the better:

 

Ecclesiastes 12 ~ New Living Translation

1 Don’t let the excitement of youth cause you to forget your Creator. Honor him in your youth before you grow old and say, “Life is not pleasant anymore.” 2 Remember him before the light of the sun, moon, and stars is dim to your old eyes, and rain clouds continually darken your sky. 3 Remember him before your legs—the guards of your house—start to tremble; and before your shoulders—the strong men—stoop. Remember him before your teeth—your few remaining servants—stop grinding; and before your eyes—the women looking through the windows—see dimly.

4 Remember him before the door to life’s opportunities is closed and the sound of work fades. Now you rise at the first chirping of the birds, but then all their sounds will grow faint.

5 Remember him before you become fearful of falling and worry about danger in the streets; before your hair turns white like an almond tree in bloom, and you drag along without energy like a dying grasshopper, and the caperberry no longer inspires sexual desire. Remember him before you near the grave, your everlasting home, when the mourners will weep at your funeral.

6 Yes, remember your Creator now while you are young, before the silver cord of life snaps and the golden bowl is broken. Don’t wait until the water jar is smashed at the spring and the pulley is broken at the well. 7 For then the dust will return to the earth, and the spirit will return to God who gave it.

8 “Everything is meaningless,” says the Teacher, “completely meaningless.”

9 Keep this in mind: The Teacher was considered wise, and he taught the people everything he knew. He listened carefully to many proverbs, studying and classifying them. 10 The Teacher sought to find just the right words to express truths clearly.

11 The words of the wise are like cattle prods—painful but helpful. Their collected sayings are like a nail-studded stick with which a shepherd drives the sheep.

12 But, my child, let me give you some further advice: Be careful, for writing books is endless, and much study wears you out.

13 That’s the whole story. Here now is my final conclusion: Fear God and obey his commands, for this is everyone’s duty. 14 God will judge us for everything we do, including every secret thing, whether good or bad.

 

Enough said and well worth our time. May God bless the reading of His Word. Amen. 

"...let us neither express nor cherish any hard feelings toward any citizen who by his vote has differed with us. Let us at all times remember that all American citizens are brothers of a common country, and should dwell together in the bonds of fraternal feeling." ~Abraham Lincoln, 1860

Good morning and welcome to our visit today, this one landing on your electronic doorstep on this Monday, June 22, 2026. I get it. The current President who occupies the Oval Office and is the head of our elected government, he is a polarizing figure. At the same time, as we prepare to commemorate the 250th anniversary of the birth of our nation, the above recent polling result is very sad. Or, it is to me. I wasn't proud to see the sad manifestation of what happened to President Biden in decline during his most recent time in office. However, I never even thought of it in terms of whether I was proud to be an American. I am blessed to be an American. Every day of my life, I am blessed to wake up in the land of the free and the home of the brave. Yes, during the Biden administration, I see what happened as a form of elder abuse on the part of those who manipulated our highest office to establish unbelievably far leftist ideology that impacted our daily lives. That was sad to me, but, never would I give up my heart of loving the land that has been as President Reagan so elegantly said, "The city on the hill." President Trump has done his fair share in provoking much of the hostility he appears to enjoy. And, I for one, think he is on dangerous grounds regarding some of his god-like pronouncements he has made regarding Israel. At the same time folks, we are Americans, regardless of the platform we support. We are Americans. I think we all should be very unashamed to sing along with Lee Greenwood, in his testimonial song, 'God Bless the USA". When I saw that poll graphic my heart sank because just 20 years ago the same poll showed the numbers for Republicans and Democrats to be in the 90's in being proud to be an American. I know. God will have the final say and I trust Him to take care of it all in His own good time. Amen.

Well, I continue to see the mileposts as I near my next rest stop at Exit 80. (August birth date.) I mentioned last Friday how I was excited to be consulting the orthopedic specialist that afternoon. I did everything I knew how to make that happen. I got myself ready. I even brushed my teeth. Again. I made my way to the clinic. I arrived at the exact time recommended for me to show up. (Remember, showing up is very important.) There I was at the check-in center only to discover how I was a week early for my appointment. As Riley used to say, first on radio and then on TV, "What a revolting development this is!" Don't recognize that catchphrase, well, look it up because it does apply to my misadventure. Here's part of how the wheels really do begin to fall off the truck. I then attempted to act like it wasn't that much of a problem. The fellow at the desk was ever so kind. He first tried to see if they could work me in. No way. My doctor was already overbooked and running late. Then he attempted to see if I could get some lab work done while I was there. No way. I have some tests pending but they were not schedule-ready at that time. Finally, he gave me that third grade teacher look that said maybe I should come back next Friday, and try again. Oh well, that's not the first time I've done my own version of stupid pet tricks and it most likely will not be the last. Now, I have the countdown to my next physical therapy session next Thursday morning and I will again be doing it without any shots in my hips and just so you know, I am already experiencing pre-pain as a down payment. Ha! You what? You will continue praying for me because it's obvious I need it? Good call. Keep it up, for me, for yourself, for others, and for our great United States of America. Amen.  

George Washington, 1st U.S. President: "While we are zealously performing the duties of good citizens and soldiers, we certainly ought not to be inattentive to the higher duties of religion. To the distinguished character of Patriot, it should be our highest glory to add the more distinguished character of Christian."

Whew! I'm glad that's over. All tuckered out. Already? Yeah, just back from the physical therapy appointment and to say it kindly, I hurt all over more than anywhere else. It's Friday, June 19, 2026, and, I am thankful to have survived and I am thankful to live in this country. What say you? After our patriotic music presentation at the care home for elderly people, we all went and greeted those who had gathered to hear us sing. One lady I spoke to held my hand and I said to her, "God bless you." And, then, I said, "And, God bless America." Upon that last greeting she lay hold of my hand and squeezed it as hard as she could. Here's my explanation: She, like many of us, are pretty well done in our time to enjoy the blessings of freedom and liberty, yet, we know if our offspring and theirs are going to enjoy the same, God will have to make it happen. He will. He really will. The world thinks if they can only find the right leader or the right political platform or all kinds of idealistic programs, but, without God all of any of those things are doomed to fail. Seek God today, tomorrow, and as long as we have breath in our bodies on behalf of this great nation He has allowed us to live in and to enjoy its blessings. Amen.

 

I did give the lady therapist an idea of how well our time together is going. Before meeting her I was in pain most of the time. Most. Since our time together started I now experience pain 24x7. That's why this afternoon I will be seeing the orthopedic to see if he can order up some shots to help this situation. The lady therapist said the last thing they wanted to do was to add to my pain levels. Hello somebody! I can hear some of you now, loud and clear, "Bless your heart." Thanks and I hope you mean it because many times that's what we say in the South whenever we really don't follow or agree with their particular circumstance. They worked me so hard today I felt like I had been rode hard and put away wet. I'll let you look up that colloquial idiom to get the complete meaning, but, if you don't have time I'll use this one: I feel like a bunch of thugs jumped out of a car and beat on me with baseball bats on my legs and hips. Got it? Good. You do know I am exaggerating some. Slightly. Y'all enjoy your Friday and Saturday, while you get ready to do business with Creator God by showing up at the place where believers gather to worship Him and learn more from His Holy Word. Amen.

"The pain of parting is nothing to the joy of meeting again." ~ Charles Dickens

Good morning and welcome. Today is Thursday, June 18, 2026, and, as is often said, time is getting away from us, and, it is, it really is. Thanks for praying for our Jimmy. After observation they released him to come home for more observation. Their theory is he had some type of reaction to one of the handful of pills he has to take each day just to keep him going. This is not a completely new outcome for us, but, we are thankful it was not a more serious diagnosis. Today I am remembering my brother Donald who passed away 15 years ago. He was two years younger than me and he was an interesting kid growing up. I think the word unconventional might be the best way to describe him. Or, perhaps nonconformist. At any rate, he typically lived out his time in Donald-world. He loved his jet black dog, Lobo, from the get go. He loved fishing. With a passion. We had a little creek about maybe a half mile away from our home and he would go nearly every day, rain, sleet, or snow, as they say. He would go into the field behind our house and dig him up a few earthworms and take his pole, line, and hook and head off along with his little dog Lobo, to the creek bank, Brushy Creek to be exact. Granny Mac might holler out, "Son, look out for snakes!" He would just laugh. He grew up calling things like he saw them. Our little Church had more hypocrites than you could shake a stick at. It did. It really did. The kind that sat in the Deacon's Corner on Sunday and would take advantage of a widow or elderly person on Monday. Donald would call that out and poke fun at the obvious disconnect. When he graduated from high school, at age 17, he had mom sign for him to go into the Marine Corp. He spent the next twenty years serving our country and much of that time was spent preparing young recruits serving as a drill instructor. After retirement, he worked in a high school ROTC program and also as a manager for a trucking firm. He loved Gospel music and he would often assure our mom that he was ready to meet God. I was able to be with him quite often during his last days here on the planet. He was across the Houston metroplex from me, but, I was the closest family member to him. I am thankful that I was able to pray over him along with my sister and a few others as he departed this life for the next. I also felt very privileged to present the Word of God at his home going service. Unique. That's another word to describe him, almost, from the time he was born. May God comfort all of his children and grandchildren as they remember him today. Amen.

 

Lord willing, this afternoon our old people's singing group, officially call the Legacy Choir, will be presenting some patriotic tunes at one of the nursing homes in our area. The name nursing home often causes people to envision in a negative way a place of neglect and isolation. Because of this, the elderly care business has attempted to present names that tell a different story. A consultancy has these name considerations to help the image of this particular care business: Serene Embrace Senior Living; Graceful Guidance Care Center; Compassion Cove Assisted Living; Caring Whisper Residence; Patient Pulse Senior Sanctuary; Tender Harbor Retirement Haven; Loving Kindness Rest Home; Empathy Elder Cottages; Gentle Grove Senior Retreat; Endearing Echo Care Community; Harmony Haven Elderly Care; and, I kid you not, the list went on and on, and on. I just hope they don't treat me like they have in the past. You know. "Sir, aren't you supposed to be in your room right now. It will soon be time for your meds." Okay. That's a joke, but, for those in my age bracket I will tell you it is one that we all can identify with and even laugh about, albeit nervously. I look forward to ministering to these folks. I know they appreciate any and all opportunities to have contact with, let's just say it like this: The outside world. May God bless us as we seek to minister in His name in and through our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.