When you woke up and opened your eyes this morning, what was your first thought? At some point in the waking process, did you think, “Wow, I’m alive! God has given me yet another day of life!”?
Most of us probably don’t have those early thoughts. We expect to wake up. We count on another day. We seldom if ever consider the possibility of not popping open our eyes and jumping out of bed to continue what we paused doing yesterday. Continue reading
When disaster strikes, we ask, “Where is God?” But every day God asks where we are. God gives life. If he allows us life today, it is because he wants us to repent and come to him. Glory to God for life today!
By J. Randal Matheny © 2016
Nothing matters more than God,
The earth is destined for destruction,
Loving people leave our lives,
Things wear out, and wages are spent.
Life is brief, our breath a vapor —
There must be more than meets the eye,
Than body, ambition, bold desires,
Than food and clothes and foolish play. Continue reading
By J. Randal Matheny © 2015
From dust to dust return
the rise and fall of man
to life with empty hands
and when upon the sands
of time he spills his last
regrets he’ll go alone
a spirit who leaves behind
his goods and lands and deeds.
The morning is well along, and I’m still at home working from my 5.30 am awakening. We might get some rain today, and temps ought to be lower than yesterday, but still warm.
Good moment for tea and muffins, to the sound of some Hawaiian music, out on the back porch.
Posts that came online since I laid my head down last night are the daughter’s OK-corralling and my BNC editorial on embracing the risk of mission. Continue reading
Some combinations of words surprise us. We have been trained not to associate them together. When we see them in Scripture, they are deserving of special study. This verse holds such a combination. Continue reading
The swim teacher said I swam 1600m today, 32 laps in an hour. I counted less, but I’ll trust the objectivity of someone who’s not in the water. I tend to lose count after a few laps.
Not bad after a week of swimming, for an old guy.
We watched the opening game of the World Cup yesterday between Brazil and Croatia. Brazil won 3-1 and had the distinction of making all the goals in the game. Figure that one out. Continue reading
Yesterday Internet access was intermittent, mostly down. I blame it for missing my FMag editorial. If you can’t find a person to blame, technology is a wonderful scapegoat.
Finally remembered the password to my Kindle. It had gotten cobwebs. Started reading an Agatha Christie book which I got on Amazon for free. Continue reading
We moved our kitchen table outside on the back porch, to have somewhere cooler to eat.
The dining room table will likely go in the kitchen. That will also free up space in our living room for our meetings.
Those are home-made biscuits. She’s having English breakfast tea, I like Earl Grey.
That’s sugarcane molasses on the table.
Strong winds came in with the rain this afternoon and knocked out the electricity, which returned after some two or three hours. I had others things I could do, but I picked up an old novel and read for a bit. The Missus napped. Then we had supper.
Neighborhood boys were out in the rain playing, stripped down to their bermudas. One kid went in and put on his swim trunks. They got under our front eave, under another house’s gutter spout. They’ll remember those good times.