Proverbs 31:28–29: ~ "Her children rise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praises her: 'Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all.'"

Welcome to another beautiful day in someone's neighborhood. I think we are supposed to have a stormy day here, on this Friday, May 8, 2026, but, as they tell us, the sun is still shining even if we can't see it. And, more importantly, The Son, He is watching over us each and every day. Amen. This upcoming Sunday we will celebrate another Mothers Day. I've said in the past and I will say it again because I'm the one who has been there and done that with the moms God surrounded me with during my sojourn here on the planet: Not one of them were perfect but all of them were born again and striving to be faithful to God and their families. I have known plenty of people over the years who were not privileged to have these types of moms in their life, therefore, that gives me even more reason to praise God because He knew what I needed. He did. He really did. Happy Mothers Day to my wife, mother of our three sons, the moms who gave birth to our 11 grands, our grand moms who gave birth to our 11 great grands with one great grand on the way, and also to all moms who happen to read today's episode. My prayer is that each of you will be blessed for your many labors of love. Amen.

That last photo is of my sweet mom, (1924-2017), in the top one that's yours truly sitting with her, I was 7 years old and I treasure the last one because I was reading to her a passage from God's Word as she was recovering in the hospital. Until next time, may God be with 'you all', (As the Apostle Paul said in the letters to the Romans, the Corinthians, and, the Philippians, or, maybe he meant 'y'all'.) and may He meet every need, in Jesus Name, Amen.

"A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in." — Greek Proverb

Inquiring minds may want to know: 231 days until Christmas Day which falls on a Friday this year.

Welcome one and all to another gathering of the blog reading world, coming to you from my wee piece of real estate to wherever you happen to be, via the world wide web, social media, or email. Welcome. Today is Thursday, May 7, 2026. That makes it another day for us to be thankful we were able to get up and embrace the opportunity to breathe air on the planet. I have mentioned several times about how our current government executive administration are going ga ga over our country being energy self sufficient. To the average person at the pump that adds up to absolutely nothing, period. I did a bit of research and found out why they are touting this energy self sufficient line of promotion. Well, it goes like this. If, we as a country export one barrel more than we import, that means we are energy independent. We have actually been that way since around 2019 with some hiccups along the way. Again, exporting more than we import is probably a good thing, but, it just doesn't resonate with energy consumers because the price of fuel has literally impacted nearly all products and services in our nation. There are many reasons why we claim to be energy independent but we cannot refine our own crude in volumes enough to serve the fuel requirements we have. Okay. I've beaten this one down, but, it still causes me some grief to see this parade of people sounding off about how we are energy self-sufficient. Obviously, we are not, and, we are reminded of this every time we fill up. We are. We really are.

 

The old peoples choir at our local assembly convenes today after a few months break. We are looking forward to this gathering of the gray haired singers. My joke. They call it the Legacy Choir to take the sting away, however, maybe they will not have us stand as much as we do in the regular choir because some of us aren't able to jump up like we did a few years back. Yes. I know the joke. How long have you had a weak back? Oh, since about a week back. Ha! My legs no longer want to obey the signal my brain sends to them. Get up! You hear me? Legs: Give me a few seconds to think about it. I will be consulting with the rheumatologist in late June and maybe she will be able to provide me with some help. Why not use the cane you bought a couple of years ago? That's a great idea but I think I will continue to keep that in reserve. These difficulties come under the heading of mobility issues. Oh well, even if I have some trouble getting up off the chair, believe me when I tell you how blessed I feel to be able to get up at all. I am folks. I really am. Today, the over the hill choir will be preparing patriotic music for when we visit the hospitals and other venues like we did last year. It should be fun. And, look on the bright side. If something were to happen while we are singing at one of the hospitals, bang, zoom, we would be in a good location. Right? Until next time, don't forget to remember to give God the glory. Why? Because He deserves it. He does. He really does. Amen.

"Actions prove who someone is, words just prove who they pretend to be." ~ copied, unattributed

I got up this morning feeling fine, I got up with heaven on my mind, and, the song goes on and on. That's not a bad way to start Wednesday, May 6, 2026, or, any other day in my opinion. You do notice that I do have 'my opinion'. It shows up quite often here on the electronic page emanating from the ole blogger ranch. I've heard all my life about folks who are so heavenly minded they are no earthly good. And, while I clearly get the sense of what is said, I'm not sure I've actually ever met anyone that fit that description. I think I've mostly run into folks too much like myself, so earthly minded, it's a wonder God has made us fit for heaven. But, that would be me and my experience. Perhaps you've seen it differently. Now I'm sure that I am well aware of what a hypocrite looks like. No. I didn't ask you to bring me a mirror, but, I do agree that's how you could see one. All people I've known, even the most dedicated and spiritually minded, well, they had some chinks in their armor just like me, and, yes, just like you. Now there are some who are just out and out scoundrels. They use their church association to abuse or take advantage of others. I grew up around some like that. They were deacons on Sunday and come Monday at their place of business they wouldn't think twice of tricking any unfortunate soul. I know. I've got enough in my own life to say grace over, but, taking advantage of the downtrodden, that's pretty nasty stuff. It is. It really is. When we give off the wrong picture of what a true born again believer looks like, well, it confuses and causes others to get a distorted view. I, sadly have been there and done that. I can tell you this. When you get yourself rebuked by a lost person who reminds you how your actions are out of line with your profession, yikes, that hurts even now, just thinking about it. It reminds me of that fellow who was a believer but he took up with his stepmom and the Church was silent, therefore, the Apostle Paul told them that fellow had done something that even those in the pagan world would not tolerate. (Read about it in 1st Corinthians 5) The person who rebuked me was seeing the story I was living and it did not match what he thought Bible people were all about. My point: People are watching. They are. They really are. 

 

I have no idea where all that came from except remembering good stuff is certainly sweeter than the bitter things that are, in fact, a part of life. I've been asked before: "You are talking about your life before salvation, right?" I would like to say yes but battling the flesh has been a part of my journey throughout my sojourn here on the planet. Before, during, and after. It has. It really has. But, I am sure each of those who read my blogs have their own battles. It comes with the territory. Right? I hear folks at times saying how they have been blessed to have never been tempted by a list of some of the more well known sinful behaviors. You know. The 'I don't drink, I don't cuss or chew, and, I don't go with the girls that do'. The way I read it from the source of all Truth and it reveals this: Hebrews 12: 1 from the Amplified Bible "Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses [who by faith have testified to the truth of God’s absolute faithfulness], stripping off every unnecessary weight and the sin which so easily and cleverly entangles us, let us run with endurance and active persistence the race that is set before us,..." (I added the bold) My reading of this text says we all have our race, mine is mine, yours is yours, and, things that would tempt me may not tempt you and the same says things that would tempt you may not tempt me. Therefore, we can never brag about how we've never done this, that, or the other because clearly there are the 'other things' that may impact our lives. No bragging. Just begging. Begging for the Lord's help each and every day. In case you wondered, that would be me. May God help us all is my prayer. Amen.

"Funny thing about being older. Your eyesight is weaker but your ability to see through people gets much better." ~ copied

The wife with two of our grands, on her right is our Lexie Dee, and on her left is the Bride-to-be, our Kyleigh.

Happy Tuesday everyone, and, this one finds itself on the calendar as May 5, 2026. When I was a wee little lad I never cared one way or another about what was the exact calendar day. Maybe that changed some when I was in school, looking forward to the weekends. Well, guess what? As a bona fide elderly person, senior citizen, a golden-ager, or, if you prefer, just call me an old timer. (This is when I like to do my very bad impression of Walter Brennan doing his song 'That mule old rivers and me.') It's what I consider to be an old guy's voice, if you must know. At any rate, back to the calendar deal. During my working life of well over 50 years I was constantly dealing with all kinds of times and dates. I did so as a regular routine. Nowadays, as I have stated before, it's mostly, not 100%, but mostly, Church related items and/or doctor's visits. We do try to keep up with and recognize all of children's birthdays, their children's birthdays, and their children's children's birthdays. We do. And, we do our best to keep up with very important events coming up. Something like the wedding of our granddaughter coming in July. The wife attended her wedding shower last Saturday. That wedding will be an important one for me in particular. Why? I will be conducting the wedding ceremony. Wowie! Zowie! I feel honored to have been asked. I will need to make sure I make it to the wedding ceremony on time. I think everyone knows that would be important. Right?

I had ChatGPT assist me in providing the second setting. I did so because I always wanted to be seen as being outstanding in the field. Get it? Outstanding as an expert in the field. Okay. It was a joke. Just forget about it.

Back to the regression situation in older people. Some, not all, revert back to their childhood. Others, not all, have to be taken care of like they were taken care of when they were babies. None of us desire to be in that situation but it is true how our God is Sovereign and He knows best and our future is in His hands. I well remember the wife's dad, Bro. Rawles and his pitiful situation after having suffered a catastrophic stroke. At 80 years old he pretty much lost any and all abilities to function, however, he could still quote bible verses and sing hymns and gospel songs. And, that he did. I heard this conjecture once, when a person in that dire situation continues to honor the Lord, well, that's a slap in our enemy's face. Even that total disabling stroke could not keep my father-in-law from praising the Lord, sharing verses from the Bible, and, get this, he was still able to sing the harmony part on many of the gospel hymns. He may not have recognized his own family at times, but, he never failed to recognize his heavenly Father. Okay. That should be enough for today, but, remember to remember how this is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice in it, and I quickly add this, while we can! Amen.

"The depravity of man is at once the most empirically verifiable reality but at the same time the most intellectually resisted fact." ~ Malcolm Muggeridge, (1903-1990), British journalist and satirist.

I am not that big of a Star Wars fan, but, I thought I would try to be culturally relevant in my visit today, on this Monday, May 4, 2026. (I think it was supposed to be 'May the Fourth be with you', but, it is what is. While I'm on the subject let me say this about it. The truth is, we need the Lord God of heaven to be with us, period, and, as we could add, end of story. I am reminded of a song written by a pastor and songwriter, Dr. Bennie S. Triplett, (1929-2019), "How About Your Heart?". This song became popular in Southern Gospel circles and it was recorded by the legendary Blackwood Brothers, and many others. It has a very simple message but it reflects biblical truth because knowing Him is what really counts. Here's the words: 

Lyrics of How About Your Heart by The Blackwood Brothers Quartet

verse

Friend, how would you feel if your heart were made

With a window on each side?

So that all could see, not just outward charm

But detective inward heart

People often see you, as you are outside

Jesus really knows you

For He sees inside

chorus

How about your heart? (How about your heart?)

Is it right with God? (Is it right?)

That′s the thing that counts today

verse

How about your heart?

Is it right with God?

That's the thing that counts today

Is it black by sin? Is it pure within?

Could you ask Christ in to stay?

People often see you as you, are outside

Jesus really knows you

For He sees inside

chorus

How about your heart?

Is it right with God?

That′s the thing that counts today

 

I encourage you to look that song up on YouTube and hear it for yourself. I listened to it with this old recording:  Blackwood Brothers Quartet - 1955 - HOW ABOUT YOUR HEART.wmv 

 

 

People are very interested in the before and after photos that can be found and published. The one above is for my critics who are concerned about my coffee drinking and my energy drink consumption. I know people say all the time a particular habit is hereditary, therefore, I thought it would be appropriate for me to offer some proof for all to see. I do hope this will show how my DNA got off to a really jittery start. While that is a joke and I hope you could smile, I do truly appreciate those who care about my health. The wife often hears this refrain, "Are you sure he, at his age, should be drinking those Monsters?" Thank y'all very much. I may not have been born with a proclivity to drink coffee, but, I was born with a proclivity to sin. Every human being is born with that same identity because each one has a sin or fallen nature and it is universal. Read again the quotation in the title. It is certainly very observable in ourselves and others, however, it is the Bible that reflects the truth about how this came about. (Read Genesis Chapters 1-3) We all are the offspring of Adam and Eve. We need a Savior. God provided a Savior. (Read John 3:16) We may try to deny that's how it works, but believe me, The Creator is the Source of all Truth and He cares enough that He sent His one an only Son to die in our place. The song got it right: Being right with God is what really counts, for time, and for eternity. Okay. Let me try it again: May God be with you and us all. Amen.

Sherrill Brown wrote this song: "What will I leave behind?" Chorus: Leave behind, oh, leave behind What will I leave behind? After I leave for worlds unknown What will I leave behind?"

We made it folks. We are not there yet but we did make it to another day, this one, Friday, May 1, 2026, and we continue making progress towards that greatly anticipated Homecoming Day! I like that Snoopy cartoon because it is a theme that we all can appreciate and think about how it relates to our view of stuff. Stuff. That's a major part of how our lives function in America's commercially dominated approach to life. Right? And, let me be clear, I know exactly how to see it and get it, typically by the next day. It just takes a few clicks and Bam! it is here. We've lived through that cartoon statement more than once as our family members have passed on to their eternal home. What remains of value? The memories of our loved ones and especially the recollection of their testimonies for the Lord. Faithfulness to God matters. It does. It really does. And, it is felt in generations to come. Knick-Knacks, not so much. Don't get me wrong, we have plenty of dust catchers around but they too remind us of the life and times of their original owners. Jesus made it clear that we are not to lay up treasure here but we are to lay up treasures in heaven. (Matthew 6) How can we do that? Living our lives in the way He wants us to. It really is as simple as that. He wants us to be a giver as opposed to being a taker. He wants us to have a forgiving spirit as opposed to holding grudges. He wants us to esteem others more highly than ourselves. And, the list goes on and on. But, for believers, these are the treasures, those from the heart, that will stand the fiery test at the judgement of Christ. (Romans 14 and 2nd Corinthians 5) These will be the ones that give us rewards or crowns to lay at the feet of our Savior. Heady thoughts today? Yeah. And, admittedly, they are way above my pay grade, but, we can apprehend them by faith. We can. We really can. 

 

What a work week I've had! I say that because it's true even though I have been retired from the public working world for a number of years now. Busy. We've been busy. Family stuff. Church stuff. Choir stuff. Bible study stuff. Praying stuff. Medical stuff. Lil Miss Biscuit stuff. Blog stuff. Hey! We changed that busy public work world routine for a busy retired work world. There are no complaints about it, just encouraging all the more seasoned folks who read what I write to stay active especially in any and all opportunities to serve the Lord. Before you think I do not have a lot of leisure time and before you begin to feel sorry for me, I have one word to say about those items, don't! I get to watch a lot of TV these days. I watch preachers and Bible scholars. I watch historical movies and series. We also watch a lot of Korean dramas, many of them are historical and some might even be hysterical. Ha! And, the news? Way more than I should. And, we eat out quite often, that is, when we can decide where to eat. Many times we can't and we just come home to rummage around the kitchen to find whatever might be available. All of this and more means the bottom line can be concluded with this sentiment: We are blessed. Beyond measure. We do thank God for His provision and we are, at this time, focused on what I've heard all my life: Keeping on keeping on. Yes. And, Amen.

We are blessed to have three sons and their families along with their families' families, and, today we celebrate the 58th birthday of our second born, Jimmy!

Good morning. Today is Thursday, April 30, 2026, and I bid each one a warm welcome and a hearty hello. Today we mark another important event in our family. It's our Jimmy's 58th birthday and we thank God for him and pray God's blessing on his life. Jimmy does not have a normal life. He lives with us due to being disabled in his continuing long term battle with mental challenges. We are thankful he has professional support from different specialties and with the drug therapies available he can make the best of a his very difficult situation. Some days are better than others. And, there are times when Jimmy can string together a week or two without a significant flare up. These times where he can be at peace are considered to be a blessing and an answer to prayer. Happy Birthday son, and may God provide as you continue your journey here on the planet. Amen, and, our love, mom and dad.

 

I know how inquiring minds are typically always wondering just how in the world is Lil Miss Biscuit getting along. Well, first of all, she is currently napping behind me as I sit on the edge of my typing chair. That's her happy place while I click and clack on the ole keyboard. Never mind how the edge of this chair basically has very little padding. Never mind. Jimmy and I were talking about who she thinks she is. Don't send me information about whether a dog has any self awareness because that's not the point. We were talking about just how spoiled she is. Truth is she is over the top too much spoiled. And, that, my friend, is a fact. I can go as far as seeing how she knows she is a part of our family and she really has a hard time when others come in and they don't understand that she is just that, a part of the family. If they come in and are affectionate towards us, the wife and myself, she is very hurt if they do not show the same affection towards her. She knows how to pout. I try not to intervene too much on her behalf because people get the idea I might be a wee bit weird. Let me correct that. They mostly already believe that, so, I am guarding against the next level, being a wacko. Okay. I think that's enough for today. I do need to find a place and practice my waiter skills. I will be serving at our local assembly's Ladies Banquet this evening. No. I will not be hoisting any of those trays over my head. In fact, I hope to commandeer one of those carts with wheels to carry food to my table. It should be fun and it will give me a chance to work on my impersonation of Tim Conway playing the old man waiter. Unfortunately, I will not have to work on looking like him in a skit because I now already look the part. Ha! May God bless each one. Amen.

"Standing in the Need of Prayer" (often titled "It's Me, O Lord") is a traditional African American spiritual originating from the era of slavery, emphasizing personal accountability and reliance on God. First published in 1918, it features a call-and-response structure designed to foster community while acknowledging individual, humble need for prayer. " ~ reference copied off Google

Hello and welcome to today's share-fest, this edition brought to you by the Blogmeister himself, on this Wednesday, April 29, 2026. I had my six month pulmonary check-up yesterday. I will, Lord providing, have a great grand in the next few years who will be the age of the young lady who took my vitals. Yes. That child-nurse was born in the 2000's. The pulmonologist who works with me is an interesting fellow. He brings a very positive outlook to our visits and has been consistent in his approach for the past few years. He is a sort of cheerleader for me as I continue my journey here on the planet. I appreciate that about him. In fact, several of the doctors I work with tend to always be very encouraging. I find that refreshing. What's that? It's their job. Right? Sure. It is, but, what I have observed is their intentionality. It is part of the treatment approach and to be quite frank I've seen the difference in those who do the medicine part but they are not that encouraging. What's that you said? Maybe I am paying them to make me feel better? You betcha! That includes little things. When I was leaving I told him I would be, Lord willing, 80 years old next time I see him in October. He said this, "I don't consider you to be old, not at all." I didn't do the teaberry shuffle on my way out the door but I could have. (Back in the 1960's, Teaberry Gum had Herb Albert and the Tijuana Brass in their commercials which produced the famous teaberry shuffle.) Yes. They still make teaberry gum and I knew you would want to know what that was all about. You didn't? Okay. Well, you learned something anyway whether you wanted to or not. Ha!

 

I used the potter image above yesterday as part of the messaging and delivery confirmation in response to my readers. While I am almost positive our Lord when He was walking here on this earth most likely did not look like the person depicted in the above image, however, Jesus was then and is now in the business of repairing cracked pots. When I saw the cracks in that pot I immediately thought of so many who need His skillful repairing. While that is true, that was actually not close to my first thought. I thought mostly about me. I often think about how I can relate to the father of the boy who suffered from being possessed and there did not appear to be anyone who could help the child. The dad was desperate for help. Here's how it played out, from the Gospel of Mark, Chapter 9, Verses 20-24 "So they brought the boy. But when the evil spirit saw Jesus, it threw the child into a violent convulsion, and he fell to the ground, writhing and foaming at the mouth. 'How long has this been happening?' Jesus asked the boy’s father. He replied, 'Since he was a little boy. The spirit often throws him into the fire or into water, trying to kill him. Have mercy on us and help us, if you can.' 'What do you mean, ‘If I can’? Jesus asked. 'Anything is possible if a person believes.' The father instantly cried out, 'I do believe, but help me overcome my unbelief!'" (New Living Translation) Yes. Jesus did go on to heal that child and there was great rejoicing. I know many who would never ever want to think about themselves as being a cracked pot, but, you can know that I am not one of those because I'm still in need of getting repair work done. Be sure, you are welcome to pray for me. Why? the old song says it all, "It's me, it's me, it's me oh Lord, standing in the need of prayer." Every time I read that passage or hear it taught or preached, I don't know exactly why but I do identify with that distraught dad who communicated this thought, "Lord I do believe but I need You to help me with my unbelief." (My characterization.) Have a great rest of the day and may God help us all. Amen.

"I do the very best I know, the very best I can, and I mean to keep on doing so until the end." — Abraham Lincoln

Tuesday is here, this one happens to land at our front door as April 28, 2026. I heard a young preacher friend we've known since he was a teen say this in one of his clips from his just past Sunday sermon: "We are living in a microwave culture where we want everything now." It reminded me of this observation: I've actually witnessed someone standing in front of a microwave rooting for it to hurry up. I have. I really have. Not everything can be provided to us in an instant form. We've been talking a lot about Moses in our Lifegroup since we've been highlighting our way through Numbers and Deuteronomy. He was in Egypt for his first 40 years, he was tending Jethro's sheep for the next 40 years, and, he was then ready to become the chosen of God to rescue His chosen people from Egypt and that's where he spent his last 40 years. Moses didn't become God's leader overnight. He learned things in Egypt, (Acts 7), he studied in the outback seminary and at the end of his time there he came in contact with Jehovah God at the burning bush, (Exodus 3), and then we track his last 40 years of becoming the Servant of God as he was not only used to rescue God's people but he became close to The Creator. (He was the writer of Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, and Deuteronomy). This should give us all encouragement because it shows how God works with His people, as individuals, to shape them into vessels suited to serve Him. (Jeremiah 18) A song I try to remember written by Joel Hemphill, born in California but from age 5 on he has been a proud resident of Louisiana, and, this little song encapsulates my understanding of how God is still at work in my life. The chorus: 

 

 He's Still Working on Me

 

He's still working on me
To make me what I need to be
It took him just a week to make the moon and stars
The sun and the earth and Jupiter and Mars
How loving and patient He must be
'Cause He's still workin' on me

You can find it sung by many different folks out on YouTube. But, isn't that a children's song? Maybe, but, it speaks to me. What say you?

 

I many times feel like the Lord has to start over with me. But, that may not be the case with you and if it isn't, great! I tried to digest all the sad news swirling around us these days, and, one thing that came to my mind is this: We are living in some very 'hateful' times. If you are on one side you will quickly stand up and say, I couldn't agree more. But wait just a cotton picking minute. I hear something from the other side and they are also agreeing how that is the truth. See what I mean? There's enough hate to go around. From all sides. Okay. Let me say something really profound: This hate filled environment to the extent it permeates our culture, well, this is not good. It's not. Sadly, there are those in our population who are set off by all the hate to the extent they act out and this is what we saw in another attempted assassination of the President last Saturday evening. The rhetoric folks is way out of hand, and, the ability to deliver it in sub-second transmission piles up the hate in every platform possible. What can we do about it? Too many who profess Jesus as Savior and tend to be conservative in their politics use excuses for their mean spirited and hateful dialogue. As believers we are called to a higher standard. Those who are lost can only lean on their conscience to guide them, but, we who know the Lord can lean on His abiding presence in our life. Follow Jesus and His example. He didn't look the other way when sin was involved but He never quit loving because that's why He came. Something I need to think about, and, perhaps you do too. Amen.

Still trying to do what Paw Paw Mac advised, "Son, use your noggin for something other than a hat rack."

Yeah. It's me. Again. Good morning and welcome to our fireside chat on this Monday, April 27, 2026. I am aware that 'fireside chat' is a dated reference. If you don't know where it came from, well, look it up, it does us all good to flex our brain cells every now and then. The experts report how we lose approximately 5% of our brain cells per year, after age 40. That was nearly 40 years ago for me, but, not to worry since God created us with somewhere around 100 billion neurons, therefore, I am not quite yet seeing the low fuel light. I think we all know the critical issue is how we use what God has given to us, whether our enabling is large or small, that we recognize Him and put our faith in Him. Not to do so puts us into that harshly sad reality, New King James Version Psalm 14: 1 "To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. The fool has said in his heart, 'There is no God.' They are corrupt, They have done abominable works, There is none who does good." I'll let us all spend time considering the revelation of truth in that passage. Okay? Good. See how quickly I almost became preachy? But, with good reason. That being the audience. No. Not those who receive my blog, although, they qualify, but, the number one recipient in my household, is none other than what I often refer to as the unholy trinity: Me, myself, and I. I would never want anyone to think I am targeting others while excluding myself when I share the Creator's view on the issues that we all have to deal with. I have years worth of catalogued failures to prove how weebly wobbly one can be. Yes. Even a born again believer can get himself or herself caught up in things that, at the end of the day, are just flat out wrong, period. Need some examples, read your Bible. There are plenty. The good news? God will never quit on us even when we quit on ourselves. He won't. He really won't. Amen. 

 

When I picked the wife up from our Church facility last Thursday afternoon, several came by to say what a joy it had been for her to be there with them. One young lady said she so enjoyed working with her those two weeks but she felt bummed that it came to an end. All that overload of sweet talk is almost sickening, don't you think? She is a people person and she does have the gift of serving where she can show mercy, love, and encouragement to others. Not so much towards me but mostly towards others. Ha! I've said this so many times and I am unanimous in my opinion based on observation, she may be one of the only people I've ever seen that can be a best friend to a number of individuals, all at the same time. Like I say, that's not me, but, I am thankful she is able to exercise that which God has given to her. And, at the end of it all, whatever we have in terms of ability or in the actual God-given gift we possess, it all is from Him and He deserves the honor and glory for it. He does. He really does. Too preachy? Likely. I did work on the photo above. It was an old black and white from when she was a wee little girl. It was taken at her Grandma Rawles' home and they always felt that place to be special. I know what she means. Granny and Paw Paw Mac's place is an embedded part of my upbringing, and, I have so many special memories connected to it. Here's just one. I've told it before, but, it popped up, so, hear it again. Thanks. When I was a high school senior I only had to go a half day. On some of those days I would stop by Granny Mac's and when I came through that back door a wonderful smell from the stove hit me square in the face. She had prepared a special lunch just for me. When she put it on the table, she said a prayer and she could pray the house down, and, then, she sat there and watched me enjoy the fruit of her labors. What sweet memories. I do hope you have some too. If not, you'll have plenty when you get to the Big House where we will all be together in the presence of our Lord forever and ever. Amen.

"When life feels chaotic, trust in God's plan." ~ copied

Hello and welcome. Today is Friday, April 24, 2026, and, I will do my best to be less long winded today. I will also attempt not to be too 'preachy' in my visit today. Those two recommendations were filed alongside a few more as I heard my blog being read aloud, traveling down the freeway. These recommendations came not from an anonymous source but from my editor and proofreader in chief, none other than the wife of my youth. Therefore, I will do my best to keep my blog out of the ditches and on the road today. It's not always easy to do that, but, I will try. For me, my blog can be like that song from Frozen, 'let it flow, let it flow, let it flow'. That's what happens when my fingers get to walking on the keyboard. Speaking of fingers walking. I can hold my own on the typing keyboard, but, I will tell you watching those kids fly on their phones, they are in a league of their own. I struggle on the phone keypad because I suppose I still attempt to see it like a keyboard. Those kids, individually, have their own approach using even their thumbs to make their hand a blur as they interact on their phone. The experts say kids are catching up on typing speeds with an estimated ability to key in 40 words per minute. Not me! I can still do somewhere around 60-70 on the typing keyboard and maybe 10 on my phone. Stay tuned because I will find a good reason to blame that on. Isn't that the American way? How about a lack of dexterity? Or, maybe carpal tunnel? Arthritis? And, the list could go on and on. Truth is, they are motivated and they have the skills to execute that motivation. I will continue to be thankful for the world where "The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog." still rules the world. Ha!

 

Our rush hour commute has ended and the wife is now back home where she can quietly fuss and fume about her not yet being able to drive. It was an interesting two weeks. I will say this about it, if you are involved in any type of roadway work, the theme could be: Construction, construction, construction! Here are some more peeves to add to the list. A major intersection has now been rearranged for the past several weeks and it is down to two lanes and it is dangerous because of the huge number of vehicles that utilize those associated roadways. The cones are in place, the signs are in place, but, one thing is missing. Any sign of worker life, period. Long lines of vehicles from all directions but work has yet to be started. Maybe they wanted us to get ready for the pain first. How considerate! And, one of my showstoppers that I have talked about before. Coming off a major freeway with an exit to a flyover that flys into a traffic signal. Guess what? The traffic backs up for a mile and that means people trying to gain access to the freeway have to get through those waiting for the flyover and it does cause me to groan nearly every time I use it, it does, it really does. Okay. I will quit for today especially in view of the recent recommendations that came to my attention. Yikes. Y'all, and, that includes everyone, don't forget to have a great Saturday and Lord's Day Sunday, and, always remember the Lord and give Him the glory. He deserves it. Just do it! Amen.

Ephesians 5:25 from the Amplified Bible ~ "Husbands, love your wives [seek the highest good for her and surround her with a caring, unselfish love], just as Christ also loved the church and gave Himself up for her,...."

Today is Thursday, April 23, 2026. As you can see it is a very, very important day for our family. Happy Birthday Sweetheart and know that next to my personal salvation, you're still the greatest blessing in my life and in the lives of so many others. You are. You really are!

Y'all have a great rest of today and may God add His blessings to us all. Amen.

"The Bible is considered the inspired, authoritative Word of God, while commentaries are fallible human interpretations designed to help explain the text's context, history, and meaning. Commentaries provide valuable scholarly insight, background information, and deeper analysis of difficult passages, whereas the Bible itself is primary source material, best understood first through personal study." ~ copied

Two of the three bookcases in my home office, I can remember back in the day how often I referred to many of these reference sources, And, I still do, however, I find it quicker using the computer or my even my phone to locate what I am looking for. I would apologize for it not looking pristine, but, truth is, that's how I roll. A wee bit disheveled, and, a whole lot discombobulated, but, God loves me anyway. Amen.

Good morning. I know some who read yesterday's missive are likely still scratching their heads. Me too! Today is Wednesday, April 22, 2026, and, I do appreciate y'all for keeping up with my random thinking machine that often operates on overtime. When I said the only God inspired commentary on the Bible is the Bible itself I meant it. At the same time, I will be very clear on the fact that I do consult many commentaries written over the centuries that attempt to clarify the context, the language used, and, yes, often the opinion of what it means from the writer's perspective. I do not rule out the benefit from the studying of these writings. However, and I say this from experience, never think that any written commentary by a human author can usurp the Holy Spirit breathed out Word of God, our Bible. I do have many of these in book form but I will confess how easy it is to seek out great works available online. Whether it be the dozens of translations of the biblical text or the comments of some recognized Christian giants, they can be accessed and read, and, for me, I can get them much quicker than finding it in the pages of a book. Some folks prefer the books. That's fine with me. As for the bookcase photo, I can hear my sweet wife giving me her thoughts: I can't believe you showed that. Can't you see that spider web up in the left hand corner? The whole thing needs to be dusted and straightened. My response: Thanks for your input and have a nice day. Someone look at her and see if she is smiling. I hope she is. Joking only. I've actually had guys tell me they would never, ever, say anything like I do where the wife would be involved in the story. Really? My wife is used to it, and, I think we will be okay, maybe in a week or two. Ha!

 

Have you ever thought about how your thoughts, and even your dreams and aspirations change over time? I've been blessed to have been a lot of places during my sojourn here, but, travel, in general, is no longer on my bucket list. To begin with I never had a bucket list, but, if I had had one, this activity would no longer be on it. My current status just doesn't fit into that particular thing that at one time I was very much pursuing. Today I look forward to paying out my participation amount for my drugs so that we don't continue to dole out hundreds each month to keep us wired together and able to get up and go. When I was a kid I loved to go swimming. I did. I really did. As a teenager I spent many entire days at the swimming hole. Okay. I tried to think about the last time I went swimming and it was so far back I couldn't even garner a guess. Time. It changes our perspectives, our priorities, and our practicalities. This doesn't mean I don't have things to do or things that occupy my attention. But, it's not the same. Don't write me and tell me about the 90 something year old fellow who climbed the mountain or the 100 year old lady who swam across the lake. I applaud these types of achievements. I do. I really do. I'm just giving you some insight into how things have changed for me. I am not sad about these changes. Not at all. And, lest anyone think because I spend a lot of time in Bible study that it makes me somehow more of a Christian than the other fellow, don't even go there. There's only one way to be a Christian and many of those who know a lot about the Bible but have never responded in true belief to the Gospel message, well, bible study or not, they will not be in heaven. I do think often about the verse some preachers say is one of the scariest in the Bible. It's where Jesus is talking about those who proclaim but do not possess salvation. Matthew 7:22-23 from the New International Version NIV, "Many will say to me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name and in your name drive out demons and in your name perform many miracles?’ Then I will tell them plainly, ‘I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!’" Childlike faith folks. That's what the true pursuit in life is all about, bucket list or not. Okay. Enough rambling. Let's all pray one for the other. Why? We need it folks, we do, we really do. Amen.

The Limit of Human Knowledge: Deuteronomy 29:29 states that "The secret things belong to the Lord our God, but the things that are revealed belong to us". This highlights that some things are beyond human understanding, allowing individuals to relinquish the burden of knowing "why". ~ copied

I opened up the present and out came today, Tuesday, April 21, 2026. I called it a present because it is given to us by the Lord and we have the opportunity to make something of it. We do. We really do. Myself and another fellow were recently discussing how God had chosen to reveal Himself from the very beginning. He revealed Himself to Adam and Eve and He chose to have fellowship with them. Later, when Adam and Eve had another son named Seth, the Bible says "Then men began to call on the name of Yahweh." (Genesis 4:26 from the Legacy Standard Bible, LSB) Enoch comes along. His story, what little we know of it is nothing short of mind boggling. We read that at age 365, Enoch walked with God; and he was not, for God took him. (Genesis 5:25, LSB) Just like that. He was here and then he was gone. Bam! Later, we read from the only God inspired commentary on the Bible, that being the Bible itself, as found in Hebrews 11:5 from the LSB, "By faith Enoch was taken up so that he would not see death; and he was not found because God took him up; for prior to being taken up, he was approved as being pleasing to God." Now that is something my friend. Go now and read the entire Book of Job. All of these accounts are prior to Abraham, therefore, in reading the Book of Job I am taken aback at how much the individuals we find in this great book knew about God. Oh yeah. They were wrong about a lot of things, but, man oh man, their knowledge and understanding just floors me. God's design from the get go was to have an interactive, intimate relationship with the crowning achievement of His creation, the human family. That was His design. I wrestled with the 'they are without excuse' from Romans Chapter 1 for an entire week. But I get it. God  purposely designed His creation in a way that reveals Himself to His created human family. I don't understand it but isn't it amazing how we see those even before Moses, the Law and subsequent commandments,  how they were connected via the knowledge they had of The Creator? My point? I'm not sure I have one, but, I will say this: His design then and His design now continues as He seeks out those who respond to the message of truth about Himself, those who diligently seek Him. (Hebrews 11:6 LSB, "And without faith it is impossible to please Him, for he who draws near to God must believe that He is and that He is a rewarder of those who seek Him." My advice for me, myself, and I, along with all who happen to read today's episode is to put your faith in Him, believe in Him, draw near to Him, and continuously seek Him. Just so you know, I have a ways to go but He's still working on me! Amen.

 

I get into these subjects and they tend to weigh on my mind and that 'without excuse' was one of those truths that had me going for a good long while. That took hold of me when I was thinking about the billions who have lived on the planet since Creation. The evolutionists put it at nearly 120 billion people given their age projection of the earth being millions of years old. The young earth creationists, (6,000 years ), project that number to be around 30 billion people who have lived since the origination of our created planet. I favor the young earth approach, however, my point had to do with the number of people who have lived and the fact that so many likely did not respond to God's revelation of Himself, therefore, the heartache of just how many would be in that category, lost and without excuse. Now you know. That's what was occupying a lot of my time for a number of days. My summation is this: When you need to find peace on this kind of concern, start with, stay with, and end up with, God's Word. That's where the answer can be found to all of life's questions. Okay. What's that? Do I now understand it all? Not on your life, Bubba! I heard both the late Dr. J. Vernon Magee, and the late Dr. Charles Stanley express a similar situation they experienced. Many people often asked them what about the native in deepest darkest Africa who has never heard the Gospel. What will happen to them? Both of these men of God answered how God will deal with them consistent with His Person and He can be trusted. At the same time, they both put this forth to those asking the question, "Obviously, you are not in that situation of having never heard the Gospel, so, what are doing about it, in your own life?" Don't you just love these 'where the rubber meets the road' explanations? If it gives us all something to think and pray about, well, I consider that to be a worthwhile effort, for me, and yes, for you too. Amen.

Children's Song: "Rise and shine and give God the glory, glory, children of the Lord."

Welcome back and thanks for tuning in to today's episode, and, we are off and running, on this Monday, April 20, 2026.  I write these blogs in a way that reflects storytelling, maybe not great stories, but, that is my approach. Much of what I write about reflects tongue in cheek for both interest and comedic effect. Here's an overview on this style of putting together material: ~ "Tongue in cheek" is an idiom describing a humorous, ironic, or sarcastic statement delivered with feigned seriousness. Originating in the 18th century as a physical gesture of contempt or irony, it was in use by 1842 to describe mocking, non-serious, or witty remarks. It is commonly used to mean something is not meant to be taken literally. ~ (from Google) At the same time, I do so much appreciate those who care enough to want to help me even when I don't need help, per se, although, I can always use all the help I can get. Are you confused yet? I can't speak for you but I do know that I am. I hate when I confuse myself, and, it's happening more and more as I countdown my time here on the planet. I have people tell me nearly every Sunday they enjoy watching me sing in the choir. They do. They really do. I worry sometimes that I might be a distraction in whatever it is that causes them to watch me and I do hope the message of the lyrics set to music is what is being communicated. I will say this about my singing. I do my best. I am not saying I necessarily do my best in preparing or even in practicing, however, when we are gathered together and we are presenting truth in song, I give myself over to doing my best. And, I will also say that I am often moved by the message of what we are singing. The other thing that may attract attention is how for many of these folks I am them. They are older. I am older. They are not able to be up in the choir but they enjoy seeing someone wearing the while hair and beard up there doing their best. Again, I appreciate their support and I do hope I am an encouragement to others so they too can be moved by the truths being shared. Don't get me wrong, everybody, even Lil Miss Biscuit likes a pat on the back, but, for those of us serving the Lord we should always give Him the glory. Why? He deserves it! (Psalm 115:1 "Not to us, LORD, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness." New International Version, NIV)

 

Since last Friday, I thought of  some really good things in mind to share. I did. I really did. Maybe some of them will show up as we continue this week's tip toe through the word salads I put together each day. Why can't I come up with them since they were in my mind earlier? Aha! And, alas, for good measure, now you get a glimpse into how the memory functions for those in my age group. I hear you. When you think of something you want to remember, write it down on a note pad. That is such good advice, so much so, I've actually given it to others in my trying to help them not to be so frustrated about some age related forgetfulness. It's another example of how I should take my own advice. And, I can hear my mom's voice. Loud and clear. I can. I really can. "Well, thank you Dr. Abbott!" I promise to try and remember to remember to jot down things I want to recall later. The wife and I sang a duet one Sunday at our local Church gathering. It was a difficult song because of the way the lyrics were structured along with an off beat approach. A lady in our congregation later told the wife she appreciated our singing, however, that particular song did not reflect our best effort. And, we knew that it didn't, and, I can be certain it was because of me, not the wife of my youth. No one will ever understand how someone, the wife, who can sing it right can keep up with someone like me who pretty much makes it up as I go. The lady said it did not reflect our best effort and to be honest, again, while we knew it, it still stung a little to hear it said. That's how I feel about some of my blogs that come off the top of my noggin, how they do not always reflect my best effort. But, that doesn't keep me from slinging words onto the electronic page, so, stay tuned, if the Lord allows, I will continue to sling. I will. I really will. Maybe I will be a better slinger than I am a good singer. Ha! Have a great rest of the day Monday and may God be with us all. Amen.

"It's not that we are so old, it's that we're way past our warranty." ~ copied

We made it to Friday, April 17, 2026, and, I am here at the ole keyboard clicking and clacking out today's episode. I do bid each one a hearty hello and warm welcome. While I was waiting for the wife of my youth to finish her appointment with the gastro doctor, a young couple with maybe three year old twin girls came up to check in and I heard the dad give his information including his birthday which he mentioned was the year 2000. Really? Yes, friends, I am aware there are people born since 2000, but, it kind of hit me in the gut because it reminded me that 1946 was, literally, a long time ago. The statistics show that well over 100 million babies have been born in the United States since 2000. Is it any wonder that we who are in our age group are the new minority. Duh! That's how it works, dummy. In my age group and older there are slightly less than 15 million remaining. That's one way of saying it. We are at this stage in life.... remaining. Back in the day, in a galaxy far far away, when I ran a large computing and networking organization consisting of over 150 people, I used to tell the managers that reported to me how I had no desire to burn out, but, I preferred burning up in my commitment to getting the job done. That was way back in the early 1990's, and, knowing what I know now, maybe I would have been a little more moderate in my exclamations. I did quite a lot of exclaiming back in those days, but, we live and we learn, and, one day we wake up as those 'remaining', therefore, I conclude that God still has a reason to keep me around, at least, for now. If for nothing else, I can continue my clicking and clacking. That fellow checking in gave me the opportunity to remind myself that I certainly have socks older than him. I do, or, at least I think I do, but, they may have found themselves victims of the clean sweep program instituted by you know who. But, I'm not going to mention any names, but, believe me, you do know what I mean, right Vern?

 

It has been a busy week for me. I've been in the chauffeur training program and it has been challenging, especially with my trainer giving me a boatload of instruction. I can now add this experience to my resume, not that I graduated but the experience itself has been very meaningful. All of those people out there on the highways and byways giving me so much attention, so much recognition, they were waving at me, honking their horns, and some were even jerking to get out of my way. What respect! And, they looked so passionate as they commended my driving. Okay. Maybe they were not quite that receptive and perhaps the lip reading I did was aimed at someone else. Give me a break. "Get off the road!" Surely, that wasn't for me. Or, was it? You do know I am mostly joking around about getting back out during rush hour, don't you? Mostly. We do thank God for His provision each day. His goodness to someone like me is nothing short of amazing. Yeah. I know. That's what they call it: Amazing Grace. I, for one, am thankful that His grace that was and continues to be daily extended to me. It is. It really is. What say you? I can say with some experience that the traffic on Sunday mornings heading north on I-45 is very light indeed. Therefore, come check out a gathering of people where God is honored and His Word is shared, at Mims Baptist, 1609 Porter Rd., Conroe, TX 77301. We have two worship/preaching services, one at 9 a.m., the other at 10:40 a.m. We also have life groups often called Bible study groups or Sunday school for all ages. Come check us out and I promise you will be in the presence of God, and, you, me, all of us need to experience His presence. Right? I thought you would agree. See you next week and may God bless us all. Amen.

"Drive like your life depends on it." ~ copied

Yeah. It's only gotten worse folks, it has, it really has. Now you know how I feel about it. You do. You really do. It is Thursday, April 16, 2026, and, since the wife is currently on hiatus from driving and since she is covering for staff from our local Church who are tracking the steps of the Apostle Paul in Greece where our pastor is preaching at each of Paul's stops, (Over 80 folks over there), well, that leaves me to be the designated driver which means I've been fighting, literally, the traffic from The Woodlands to Conroe via I-45, around 16 miles, to get her there before 8:30 a.m. and fetch her by 4:30 p.m., well, it's a battle royal if you ask me. You didn't? But, I told you anyway. This week thus far there has been two major accidents on my return back. Sure. I used to travel the highways and byways for 50 plus years but it was a zoo back then and now it has turned into a calamitous chaos. It has. It really has. Maybe it's because of my age? Could be, but, I will tell you I am getting sick and tired of waking up from a bad dream where orange cones are attacking me. I know. I could have given an exaggeration alert, but, believe me, it has been taxing. Speaking of that, have you ever looked at the many pages of your 1040 submission so many times, you just got sick and tired doing it, so, you hit the button and sent it in? (Mine is 19 pages this year.) I have some very recent experience doing just that. By the way, for the first time since the early days of our federal tax filings, we eked out a small refund this year. That's very scary. I talked to my tax advisor and he said many of the tax changes were put in to help older people. He can vouch for me. I am one of those. He happens to be our eldest son, Chris, and we typically talk everyday from the time he leaves his office in Pearland until he gets to his destination in Kingwood, around 45 minutes on average and since he told me what he did as my tax advisor, a position I appointed him to without his knowledge or permission, I decided that just maybe that less than $200 tax refund was okay, maybe, so I went with it. I've never undergone a tax audit but I've had a number of associates who have and based on their stories about it, well, I would just as soon not have one. You can quote me and my tax advisor on that one. Ha!

 

I will admit how me, at my age, can instill fear into those jockeying for position out on the roadway. Today is her last day for this week and she will be doing the same schedule next week, Monday through Thursday. Here's an oldie from way back but it gave me a chuckle, so I share it, again: ~ An elderly man is pulled over for going 100 mph in a new sports car. The cop says, "If you give me a reason I've never heard before, I'll let you go." The man replies, "Years ago, my wife ran away with a state trooper. I saw you chasing me and thought you were bringing her back." The cop lets him go. ~ And one more: ~ A neighbor sees a woman in her 90s drive her car through his hedge and into his front lawn. He rushes to help her, saying, "You seem too old to be driving!" "Well, I'll be 97 next month," she replies proudly, "And I'm now old enough that I don't even need a driver's license anymore." "How do you know?" he asks. "The last time I went to my doctor, I showed him my license, he took scissors, cut it into pieces, and said: 'You won't need this anymore!' So I thanked him and left!"~ I scare my passenger enough each time we venture out, so, I really don't need to impose on others. Now, that, my friend, is about as close to the truth as I can share for today. She obviously dreamed of being a driving instructor as a child..... and, I will leave it at that. I will. I really will. Be careful out there and look out for the calamitous chaos coming to a freeway near you, soon. Have a great rest of the day and may God add His blessings. Amen.

“As you get older, three things happen. The first is your memory goes, and I can’t remember the other two.” ~ copied

Today is the day and it's getting where if we are going to get anything at all done, we better get with it, and, that starts with this brand new gift, the 'present', or in other words, today, Wednesday April 15, 2026. My brand new start for this brand new day begins with a growing realization. All those times, over all those years, especially back when I was much younger, well, me doing my impression of Tim Conway's impression of the 'old man', okay, here it comes, I can do the old man now but it is no longer an impression. Can you feel where I am coming from? Playing the role of clumsy and finding out you now are, well, that's a hard pill to swallow, but, it's even harder to swallow if it catapulted out of your hand to where no one knows where. Tim may have had to dream up his routines, I don't. You can Google why this clumsiness comes with older age, but, that doesn't make it any easier to deal with. I have one that I often find myself repeating. I call it the chasing lids game. I know how to unscrew the lid, on a bottle of water or a jar of apple jelly, but, I do not know how to control the lid as it goes flying through the air. I'm not the only one, so, don't be so smug about all of this. The other evening the wife of my youth who is roughly half a year younger than me, well, she's been training for our clumsy tour, and she accidentally launched one of her nighttime medications into the wild blue yonder. Not to worry. I told her I would find it for her, because, we do not want Lil Miss Biscuit locating them because she will ingest any and all things she finds. I brought the bright light, very gingerly got down on the floor, I did, I really did, and I began to do a search party approach for the lost item. I am laying on the floor, literally, wondering how I will get back up, but, that will have to wait, and I began to describe some of the candidates I was seeing. There's a bottle cap under the recliner, hers, I might add, and also an aging Cheeto, and an assortment of other items but not the pill we were looking for, which, she didn't even know which one it was since it jettisoned out when she put the rest of them in her mouth. She was very sad. Because we couldn't find the errant pill? Not really. She had that guilt trip from her upbringing how she must be a bad housekeeper. I thought about cheering her up by asking if she wanted me to show her what was under my recliner. Thankfully, and, I do mean that in the most reverent way possible, thankfully, she chose to forego that exercise. When I finally got hold of enough of whatever I could to get myself up off the floor we both had a great laugh. We did. We really did. And, that's the answer folks. Don't curse the darkness because of natural stuff that happens to you as a result of God's blessing you with a longer lifespan, thank Him and laugh about it. I do think I may have laughed a little more because it was her, but, more importantly, we both laughed.

Researchers tell us that it's true that many older people laugh more than their younger counterparts, at the same time, older people have more trouble understanding the jokes. Yikes. The old two edged sword, again. Life is like that. I recently heard someone telling about their dear friend who worked hard many years anticipating a life where she could finally enjoy all the things she had in mind to pursue. Travel here, there, and, travel everywhere. Sadly, she, in her retirement is now battling a very severe cancer and that battle is taking up most of her time. We never know, folks, we just never know. And, while it is true we don't know, we can know and trust the One who does know. We can. We really can. I do not want to be that person who goes through the last quarter of my life dealing with all the struggles that come with it, without having God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit with me each second of my time. I mentioned Brother Moses the other day and his relationship with God. (Check out the summary from Deuteronomy 34.) What a model for us to pursue folks. And, what an encouragement to see God's response to the life, the times, and even the death of His beloved servant. It starts with recognizing we are alienated from our Creator due to our sin. It doesn't matter how old you are. If you have never responded to God's provision of salvation through Jesus Christ, you may have a loving family to be with you, but, you will still be lacking the need we all have, God with us, yesterday, today, and forever. I say amen to that. Thinking about it, I haven't fallen out of my chair anytime recently, that is, that I can remember, therefore, I am thankful for that. I am. I really am. May God bless each one. Amen.