Now Isn't That Convenient?

Poked By My Pride And Joy Indeed

Raising an eight month old Hulk with sharp fingernails will learn you fast...

For further research...>>Parenting Not For the Faint of Heart.

The Spectacular Now

Mornings like these, I miss the ole East Village trees...>>The spectacular now

The Fourth Generation

"Planted in the house of the Lord, They will flourish in the courts of our God. They will still yield fruit in old age; They shall be full of sap and very green, To declare that the Lord is upright; He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him." Psalm 92:13-15

The family just took two cars, two trains, and four planes to be with my Grandma in East Texas on her spry and still feisty, 95th birthday.
A testament she claims to be a product of clean living and a good Lord.

Those exhausting forty eight hours of entertaining an infant at 35,000 feet, cringing at him crawling on well traversed airport carpet, nursing him under cover and the attendants disapproving nose, willing him to nod off so I can catch my breath, not fighting the TSA who insisted on breaking the seal on all things baby, thanking the buxom woman at the gate for bouncing baby on her knee and providing all of us with a provocative visual, were worth every ache in my arm and pain in my neck as I placed my Grandma's Great Grandson in her arms and he reached out to touch her smiling face.

Thank you Lord for showing me once again that relationship is the only real meaning of life.

"Now I can go to Glory." Grandma

All That Glitters Is Garbage

Even Midas won't touch it....>>OBAMACARE

Water To WIne

"Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us in the heavenly realms with every spiritual blessing in Christ.  For he chose us in him before the creation of the world to be holy and blameless in his sight. In love  he  predestined us for adoption to sonship through Jesus Christ, in accordance with his pleasure and will to the praise of his glorious grace, which he has freely given us in the One he loves. In him we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, in accordance with the riches of God’s grace  that he lavished on us. With all wisdom and understanding, he made known to us the mystery of his will according to his good pleasure, which he purposed in Christ,  to be put into effect when the times reach their fulfillment to bring unity to all things in heaven and on earth under Christ." Ephesians 1:3-10

Turn your eyes upon Jesus.

Look full in his wonderful face.

And the things of Earth will go strangely dim.

In the light of His Glory and Grace.

The weather has finally turned in my coastal town. My fingertips are already in a chilling state. Rain falls for the third dismal day in a row. My baby sleeps fitfully under a blanket and his twenty pound body flexes as the first cough of his life overcomes him. 

After wiping my face down from a projectile vomit alarm clock, I pour myself a cup of pumpkin coffee and read the disheartening news of the world.
Death benefits denied to a fallen Marine because of Government Shutdown. A nation paralyzed by elected officials hired to run our government.
Instead of biting my lip violently and swallowing the bile that's building, I open my Bible to Ephesians... and I am stricken with a joy unforeseen and certainly unexpected.
God is in it and will redeem it. And that's all I need to know.

So, I will cling to that Old Rugged Cross.

And exchange it someday for a crown.

Have you tried the no fail method to making lemonade from lemons?

Sweet Symbolism

A Remedy For Doom and Gloom

"You, God, are my God, earnestly I seek you; I thirst for you, my whole being longs for you, in a dry and parched land where there is no water." Psalm 63:1

These are dark days. 

The collective psyche of this country's citizenry is at an all time low.

A beacon for how democracy ought to work has been snuffed out.

Dim is this moment, as I hang my head with visceral shame for and in the American Government.

Leaning on our own understanding hammers home the truth that NOTHING good can come when we are separated from God.

How's that for a Monday morning message?