Another busy day

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Busy again today, but busy is good.

Had to get involved today with a government bureaucracy, but it went well.   People at medicare seem to be particularly nice.  The folks at social security are also pleasant and knowledgeable .  It might be the last bastion of real customer service.

It is getting warm again, but it is certainly the time of year for it.

Amazingly, after next week, the days start to shorten again.

This year is positively ripping along.

For some reason today, I have had an old jazz classic running through my head.  Midnight Sun.  It is a beautiful melody with very poetic lyrics.  I think of Ella Fitzgerald singing this one.  It’s from a very long time ago.

Well, on that pleasant note, I will go and see how my sausages are doing.

Have a good night, all.

See you tomorrow.

God bless everybody.

Patty         (the cat is listening to music)

A Great Big Gulp of Theology (‘Consummation,’ by Martin Selbrede) REPRINT

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We look for the resurrection of the dead – FORWARD IN CHRIST

From July 18, 2023

Is history moving inexorably to the full establishment of Christ’s Kingdom over a new heaven and a new earth? And if so, why can’t we see it?

Consummation, by Martin Selbrede, is a long essay that attempts to answer this question.

I have to admit that for all my reading, all my study, this text is hard for me to understand. That’s because you and I are here, on the old earth, saturated with sin, and we can’t see as God sees. The smoke of battle blinds us.

But if we keep reading, we come to a final paragraph in which the fog begins to lift:

“[B]ecause providence is well orchestrated to subserve the ultimate ends of consummation. History moves towards, not away from, its appointed goal, and God Himself will push it over the finish line to release the final grip of the curse from Christ’s world (Romans 8: 19-23).”

Let me quote the cited Scripture, in case you don’t have a Bible handy:

“For the earnest expectation of the creature [all created things] waiteth for the manifestation of the sons of God. For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of him who hath subjected the same in hope. Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now. And not only they, but ourselves also, which have the first fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body.”

Yes, there’s a whole lot of groaning going on in this fallen world today; but Jesus Christ has paid the fare, and God the Father will get us there.

Meet Daisy, the Porch Cow

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I Amb Drackuler!!! REPRINT

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From November 5, 2019

Oman! To-morro “it” is Hallaween and I amb all “set!”! I amb goingto “be” Cownt Drackuler!!!! and i has a reel Scairy cosstomb for it too!

[Editor’s Note: Someone has asked me why Joe Collidge thinks Halloween is tomorrow, when it was last week. The answer to that question is “Because he’s an idiot.”]

Somb of yiu probbly doughnt know “abote” Drackuler! He was a Vampire!!! Thay cawl themb that becose a Vampire he wares “a” Black sute like a Umpire in a bawlgame!! The reel Drackuler he livved long Ago “in” whatt “is” nhow Nibrasker but it was cawled Trancilvainyer back Then!!!!! He hadded a cassle And “cood” tern hisself Into A Batt!!!! How cool “is” that???

Thare is lotts “Of” mooveys abuot Drackuler, i think i seen one once,, he Was “in a” Car or sombthing!!! Then he drincked somb blood!!!!! He hased theeze big teeths and i bett he wares “one” “of” themb MAGGA hats too but i amb hear At collidge and i coodnt fyned no MAGGA had and I woodnt “whare” one annyhow!!!!! Like thare Is “a” limmit!!!

So to-morro i whill Put “on” “my” cosstomb and Scaire peeple so thay wil Give “me” Candy!!!! Woodnt “that” “be” grate iff thay Thawt i reely amb Drackuler!!!! Mayby thay wood give me muney tooo!!!!!!

A Delinquent Ferret REPRINT

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From December 28, 2018

A great deal of thought, on the ferret’s part, went into this caper. For us, what’s thought-provoking here is… why? What possible motive could the ferret have had, to commit this crime? What was it supposed to accomplish?

Joe Collidge probably knows, but I don’t know when he’s coming back again.

Got busy and running a little late

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Didn’t get to post as much as I wanted to today.  I got really busy and the time just flew.

Things should be back to normal tomorrow.

For now I am really tired and hungry.  Time to make supper.

Have a good night, all.

See you tomorrow.

God bless everybody.

Patty

Summertime Fads REPRINT

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From September 16, 2017

We must not let the summer pass without some mention of summertime fads.

There used to be this place called “outside,” and that’s where we were, all summer long. I think it might still be there, somewhere, although children don’t appear to be visiting it much, these days.

One summer, we all had pea shooters–just these little plastic straws… through which we shot dried peas at each other. Now it’s all I can do to find a picture of a pea shooter. Mostly I just found stills and videos of this character called “Pea Shooter” from some electronic game which keeps kids indoors instead of moving them “outside.” I should add that nobody, for all the pea-shooting we did, ever shot their eye out.

Then there was the hula hoop, a nationwide craze that’s still with us. Everybody had one of those, too. Tommy Mascola, next door, used to be able to walk up and down stairs while keeping the hoop rotating around his hips. This made him a neighborhood celebrity. Too bad “America’s Got Talent” hadn’t been invented yet.

Another local fad was these little rubber rockets: you inserted a cap (from a cap gun) into the nose cone, and when you tossed it into the air and it came down on the sidewalk, it would go “bang!” Richly entertaining.

And there were impromptu bike races, home-made parachutes, and these weird candies that would go all fizzy when you put them into your mouth. I wonder what ever happened to them.

On the whole, I’m sure we had more fun than we would have ever had “inside” all day, fatzing around with video games and cell phones.

 

 

A Wee Memory Break REPRINT

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From December 15, 2015

My father really liked this song, “Cindy Oh Cindy.” Hearing it again opened up my memory banks…

I have just thought of something that I haven’t thought about in many years.

Once upon a summer’s day, my Grammie and her new husband, John, took me to Island Beach State Park for swimming and fishing. I think I was 11 years old. John was a retired Dutch sailor. He told great stories and played the harmonica like nobody’s business.

We had a long drive down to the park, and when we got to the first gate, there was some kind of problem and they were turning people away. We got up to the booth, expecting to be told we couldn’t come in: but then the man in the booth saw John and burst into Dutch.

It turned out he and John were old, old friends who hadn’t seen each other in donkey’s years. The man’s name was Rudi.

“You wait a minute,” he said, “I wrote you a note, then they let you in.” He scribbled something onto a piece of paper–a happy old man with the tip of his tongue slipping out as he concentrated on writing in English–handed it to John, and waved us through the gate.

Grammie read the note aloud. It said, “This are my frends, please let them in.”

And she said, “You could get into heaven with a note like that.”

I’ll bet they did, too, all three of them.