There’s a Good Reason

Knowing the Truth of God’s Sovereignty

Agreeing with the title of this article takes a certain amount of perspective. Which is sometimes hard to have when a person finds themselves in the throes of uncertainty, pain, or loss. When a loved one is lying in a hospital bed, when your sports season is over because you have a torn ACL, when the money runs out, when you hear those words you thought you’d never hear, “we’re finished”… it is hard to believe from any context, that there’s a “good” reason.

And yet, believing that there is a good reason depends mostly on which foundations a person builds their life. If there are no absolutes, if everything is relative and subjective, a person may wander in and out of happiness like some meandering river that follows the contours of the earth on a path of least resistance, making its way ever so slowly to a lake or the ocean. Sea level is the farthest the river can go. Its existence will be swallowed up by the vastness of the ocean. Where the waves are endlessly pulled and pushed, governed by the moon’s gravitation producing low tides and high tides.

There’s a good reason for these tides.

The power of the moon results in the oceans bulging on the side of the earth that faces this orb in our sky, as well on the opposite side. Then as the earth rotates different land masses pass through these ocean bulges resulting in the cycle of low tides and high tides. These tides shape coastal ecosystems creating habitats for species both under and above the water. They are also instrumental in nutrient distribution and the movement of sediment which support marine food networks. These tides drive breeding patterns, life cycles and migrations, not just for fish, but for birds and mammals as well.

Even in this description we see good reasons for events that might otherwise seem indiscriminate and meaningless. Simply sitting on a beach watching the endless repetitions of wave after wave while peaceful to some, may be senseless to others.

Some perspective.

The apostle Paul tells us that if we are “in” Christ Jesus, we are no longer condemned. Condemned to what? We are bound as humans to be negative, sinful people. God says do it one way, and we say, “I’ll do it my own way.” Doing things the human way often leads to bad choices, resulting in unexpected results, and unintended consequences.

However, in Romans 8 Paul gives us the definitive discourse of what happens when we build out lives on the solid foundation of the promises of Jesus. As adopted sons and daughters we are able to know God the Father and can actually call out to him “Abba! Father!” when life seems so uncertain. Paul says that whatever situations we face, whatever trouble or sense of loss, whatever suffering, that all combined over a lifetime the sum total cannot be compared with the glory of Jesus revealed in us. In Christ we have God the Holy Spirit who intercedes when we can’t even utter the words, “Father…”

So What’s the Good Reason?

Paul asks that same question, “What then shall we say to these things?” It’s a rhetorical question. The apostle’s question says, “You should know this answer by now. But since you don’t I’ll tell you again.” Then he follows with three more rhetorical questions.

“If God is for us, who is against us?” “Who will bring charges against God’s elect?” “Who will separate us from the love of Christ?”

As if to hammer this whole foundational truth “There’s a Good Reason” into our hearts by sheer force of words, Paul concludes chapter 8 of his letter to the church in Rome this way.

Romans 8:35-39

Who will separate us from the love of Christ? Will tribulation, or doubt, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? … But in all these things we overwhelmingly conquer through Him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor another created thing will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

The good reason, the best reason perhaps, is knowing that whatever situation we face, whatever loss or persecution for our faith, not one single event or person will ever separate us from God’s love. We are His children. He sees our pain and suffering and He is moved by it. He delights in our joyful celebration of life. He desires for us to know He is still in control of all that happens to us, and He isn’t going anywhere. He will see us through it all.

Knowing this frees me from the condemnation of always wanting to know “Why?” Knowing this allows me to live freely in the midst of my human limitations, failures, pain, and losses. Knowing this brings joy in the midst of sadness, smiles instead of frowns of despair. Knowing this allows me to love those who would kill me, and pray for them urgently. Knowing this and living on this foundational truth, brings great glory to Jesus. By glorifying Jesus, I bring glory to God.

Now, that’s a good reason!

What’s a song lyric that has stuck with you forever?

It’s an iconic song. It describes a large portion of my life. It has never been far from the fingertips of my brain. In 1968 Harry Nilsson released an album titled Aerial Ballet. On this album was a top hit song written and sung by Nilsson. ONE.

”One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do 
Two can be as bad as one 
It’s the loneliest number since the number one”

Most of my life, while I had friends who hung out with, and mostly included me, they all would probably still reflect on our time together and describe me as a loner. For the most part I lived alone while attending college . When I became “two” and got married, even from the get go it seemed the two of us lived separate existences and often passed like ships in the night. For 13 years in the high tech industry I flew around the county going to meetings, then was stuck by myself in a hotel room waiting to travel again or for the following day to start, which held yet another series of meetings.

When I left the secular world and went into ministry, The first church I pastored was essentially a one person office at the church, with me as the sole staff member. We had part time people who helped with music, and custodial work, and secretarial duties, but mostly for all those endless hours I spent in the office I was alone. The second church was a little better. It was a three person staff, with a secretary we all shared. There was some camaraderie there, but most of that time was alone time as well. The third church was one a friend of mine and I planted. Just two guys out knocking on doors, meeting people and gaining a foothold in a 55+ gated community. It was hard work, and much of it was done in my office, which was in my home, alone.

Some might read these words and see them as describing a truly depressing world. However, the complete opposite is true. The song lyrics stuck with me because by the time I hit the road traveling, I was used to being alone. By the time I started pastoring I had even more experience with aloneness, and often found comfort in knowing it was just me and God.

Weren’t you sad?

Well, that would be an easy deduction wouldn’t it? And I would never say all that time alone didn’t take a toll, on me and my family. The solace of it all was knowing that I was in fact never alone. It was indeed just one human person, me, but there was always another person present though unseen. I happen to believe that God’s Word is without error. I also believe that when God says something, that I can take whatever He says is as an absolute fact, and always true. Which brings me to…

A Second Song lyric that has stuck with me

As a small child I grew up learning to sing in church. The song “Jesus Loves Me,” has always been the anchor song from my childhood, when I turned blue and sang Harry Nilsson’s One.

Jesus loves me, this I know,
for the Bible tells me so.
Little ones to him belong;
they are weak, but he is strong

Even as an adult man I love this song for its simplicity, its foundational truth-telling, and its comforting message. “I will never leave you nor forsake you” is a promise from God found in the Bible, specifically in Hebrews 13:5 and Deuteronomy 31:6. Whether you are a young child, with child-like faith, an adolescent straining for maturity, a young adult making your own way for the first time, or a seasoned veteran life-liver with wisdom just oozing from your presence… Harry Nilsson’s “One” doesn’t have to define you or your existence. There is ONE who is greater than Nilsson and all the others would-be philosophers of life. His Name is Jesus. He loves you, and is near to you now. Call His name, come to Him for strength and salvation.

Promise Keeping

What an interesting idea. Making a promise to myself.

After dinner last night, my wife and I were sitting around the table discussing the current state of events in our home. We shared warm thoughts about how blessed we feel to live in a nice house, swim in our pool, and have friends over for an evening feasting on delicious food, celebrating our friendships, and playing a mostly-friendly game of chicken foot. I have to admit, some of my friends can be very cutthroat when the dominoes come out. Still, it’s all in good fun and nobody takes themselves too seriously.

Turning Point

Then our discussion turned to my current activity of writing on this blog. You see, I began writing online with the idea it was important for me to have a voice. Like many others out there, I thought myself to be something of a wordsmith. Some who’ve actually read my material are yawning at this notion. Others might agree, but not with much enthusiasm. A few, (albeit probably all are friends or family) think I’m a real genius and expert communicator. Go figure. Words are like art, each often leave different impressions on various readers and observers. In the fall of 2015, which seems like eons ago, I bravely ventured into the online blogging game with a very naive expectation of what would happen next.

Here’s how I started at that time. I would write something every day. Even if only a few words or thoughts. Just to maintain my presence in the blogging community. It was important to me to write something relevant, attempt to be humorous at times, and deeply philosophical with other articles. I wrote nonsense, I wrote truth. But I wrote. I wrote and wrote and wrote. When I started I didn’t know where to start so I used the “Word of the Day” prompt to gain a subject for my material.

After a time, I found the “write something every day challenge” a bit difficult to accomplish. It was more of a goal really I equivocated. Then there were a few years when I was busy writing for a Bible Study I was leading and the effort to publish anything else was strained for time. So, I published my Studies here on this blog. If anyone is interested just search “bible study” on my home page. After that I randomly from time to time would get back online and write something that seemed to be a hot button or touch point for my current life situation. But the write something every day notion was clearly in my rearview window. Until now the last thing I wrote was in 2024.

Almost Two Years Later

I had a dream. In the dream, I believed I was dying. As a Christ-follower, I saw myself praying, “Ok, I’m ready to go. Just take me now.” Even as I was saying the words there seemed to be an unseen entity who was gently whispering “Am I not Sovereign? Do I not get to decide what is best for you, and when it is time for you to come home? What is My name?” I could hear my own voice in the dream going over the many names of God I’ve studied from Scripture over the years. Suddenly it was crystal clear the promise I should make. I will begin again.

Starting Over

The next day I got up and looked at my blog for the first time in almost two years. What I discovered sent me running to my wife to show her the revelation. Since January of this year, without writing a single word, I have had more people visit the site, and read the articles of the last ten years, than I previously had in several of those years combined. I was completely stupefied. People were still downloading the bible studies. More and more people everyday were downloading my top story “Fast Like Peanut Butter.”

In those few moments I was reborn as a writer. I knew there was a promise I had to make to myself now. Don’t stop writing. Reach out to someone. There are people all over the world just like yourself I said. Reach them, encourage them, affirm them, instruct them. Don’t stop spreading the Good News of the Gospel of Jesus on the platform you already have. Here’s the promise: Persevere!

And I will.

Until Next Time

I’d love for you to follow my blog. I’d love to see what you are writing. I’d love to hear from you with your thoughts about what I’ve written.

Stay close… more to come!

Do what?

Something on your “to-do list” that never gets done.

Personally, in my humble opinion, to-do lists are overrated. And I don’t use them anymore.

Instead, I make task lists for the task I’m on that day. For example, I know that my car needs an oil change. Normally in the past I would begin a list of things I must take care of by putting, “Change oil in car” somewhere near the top of the list. But here’s the thing, most of those to-do lists never got finished.

The lists would sometimes be longer than others, but invariably, I knew then, but I know better now, I’m not going to finish everything on that list today.

Now I call it “today list” and only put on that list exactly what I need to accomplish today. While I know the car oil needs changing, and that is not going to change, and it is not going to change itself, realistically it is just not something that is going to get done today.

But re-examining the concept of the to-do list into a today list, I have de-cluttered and reduced the stress in my life. I no longer rush from one menial task to another trying to get “finished” so I can enjoy life. Instead, I enjoy life while doing the things that are most important to do today.

I’ll probably get my oil changed on Monday, but… we’ll see. Because today is Saturday, and I’m doing Saturday things today.

Rotisserie delight…

What’s your favorite thing to cook?

A few years ago we remodeled our patio area. Included in the project was a new gas grill, small refrigerator, and grilling utensil storage. We were glad the builder of the home took the time to put a gas connection right where we needed it.

New gas grill

One of the features of this grill was a rotisserie attachment you can see pictured here top right of the grill. The plug on the wall provides power to the unit so it rotates, nice and slowly turning the meat as it cooks.

Here is the prep for a nice pork tenderloin I cooked using this unit.

Pork tenderloin
Finished product

Serve it with fried apples and onions and you have a feast!

Fried apples and onions

One all time favorite, you can purchase at any supermarket is rotisserie chicken. But when you have your own rotisserie it is so much more fun to take it right off the spit, cut it up, and serve it piping hot!

Rotisserie Chicken

Enjoy! We certainly do!

complain?

What do you complain about the most?

Today I pulled a muscle in my back while playing golf. It hurt. I couldn’t finish the round. But really? Why would I complain about that? I got to play golf.

Last Thursday I had a skin cancer cut out of my forehead, and the doctor said all margins were clear. But really? Why would I complain about that? I got to play golf today.

I have to pay my monthly bills tomorrow. I have plenty of money to pay them with. But really? Why would I complain about that? I got to play golf today.

Are you starting to see a pattern here? I like to play golf. Those days I get to play golf are great, but so are all the other days when I do the mundane tasks that fill the hours and minutes of those days too.

I am alive. I am free. I determine my actions and activities on most days. When I do have appointments to see doctors or dentists, or whomever, I set those to fit my schedule, not theirs.

I am in love. I’m married to the most wonderful woman in the world. She loves me unconditionally for who I am, not what she wishes I would be or become.

And on top of all that, I get to play golf.

Why complain?

Outside

If you could make your pet understand one thing, what would it be?

Wouldn’t it be nice just once to have Doctor Dolittle skills to tell your pet what you would like them to know and have them actually understand it?

Eddie Murphy is a genius at times, and with this portrayal of Dr. John Dolittle,(1998) hysterically funny as well. He narrowly misses hitting a dog with his car one night, and the dog yells, “bonehead!” And suddenly Dolittle is able carry on a dialogue with animals.

This would be a real treat for me with our little shih tzu. Now, just over 2.5 years old, she still randomly potties in the house. There is no rhyme or reason for this, and my theory is she just wants attention. It seems when we simply do not make her the center of our universe, she takes it out on us by doing her business inside.

And it’s not like she doesn’t have a nice yard to do her business, or that it’s hard to get out of our home to take care of that. When we moved in we installed a doggie door because our older shih tzu had mastered the art of going outside through a doggie door several years before. It took our newest one not more than a few minutes to learn how to go out and come in without our assistance.

It would just be nice at times, when I look at this dog and say, “go outside” that she wouldn’t just stare at me like “what?”

In some ways I believe she understands exactly what I’m saying, and why I’m saying it, but she’s just being stubborn, and thinking “bonehead!”

James

Write about your first name: its meaning, significance, etymology, etc.

James is derived from the Hebrew name Jacob, which means “supplanted.” A supplanted is one who takes over or takes the place of someone or something else. Think: a conquering king or a conquistador.

James was first seen in the English-speaking world around the 13th century, and was the name of 13 British kings. One of these kings commissioned the Bible to be printed in English for all English-speaking people to read for themselves.

In the Bible James was the name of Jesus half-brother, who was also the first pastor in the church established in Jerusalem, after Peter continued going out to missionary efforts.

In the Bible James is also the name of John’s brother, the sons of Zebedee. These two brothers were firebrands for Jesus with zealous extreme reactions to how the general population in Judea responded to the ministry of Jesus. This caused Jesus to give them the nickname “Sons of Thunder,” after they petitioned Him to call down fire from heaven to annihilate the unbelievers. It is a great example of Jesus’ humor. And interestingly, one of my best friends over the years is a man named John.

My name was given to me by father, whose name was James.

My son was given the name James to carry on this tradition.

Although my name is James, at times I have been called Jim, Jimmy, Bubba, Day-light, and a host of other less flattering names or terms, but that is a story for another day.

I am James.

Lead, follow, or get out of the way…

What makes a good leader?

A good leader is one who has walked where the followers are now walking.

A good leader is a good listener.

A good leader praises and admonishes the followers, instructs and corrects the followers, models actions for the followers, then evaluates the characteristics or goals to be achieved by the followers.

A good leader is encouraging and understanding, not condemning or belittling.

A good leader is self-aware and leads others to be self-aware.

A good leader never assigns a task which the leader has never done, would never do, or isn’t willing to do.

A good leader is head of the tribe, not a lone wolf in a pack of lone wolves.

A good leader inspires then enables every follower to become a leader.

A good leader, leads.

Grace

Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?

There is no greater love expressed or received than from the one who offers grace to the person who doesn’t deserve it.

I know this is true, because of the many times in my life I have received this kind of love extended to me when I least deserved it.

From my mom…

From my dad…

From my sisters…

From my family…

From my friends…

From the people to whom I was a pastor/teacher…

It’s an amazing thing when you know you’ve messed up big time, thinking to yourself “oh, I’ve really done it this time,” and someone says “I love you anyway.” “This doesn’t change my love for you.” “I forgive you.” “We’ll get through this together.”

The world is just more hateful today than it was when I grew up. Then grace was more than a concept. Grace was something you learned early on in life and offered it genuinely and regularly, because basically we are all flawed human beings. We all mess up. We all need grace.

Perhaps it is the mindset of not needing grace that has perverted and distorted people’s thinking, then really believing, they have no need for grace. If I’m ok in my skin, and don’t really care what comes out of my mouth, or what I do with my body, or how that may affect those around me… well, in a word, I don’t need your grace.

In my mind I guess, this is the person who needs grace the most. Mainly I think this because I believe all the bluster and pomp is a deflection of how a person really just wants to be loved. So, they need some grace.

Oh, they may not think so now. But when faced with a barrage of true grace, from a variety of people over the span of time, I’m convinced the person will come to realize grace was their greatest need.

Why do I offer grace to anyone today? Because in my lifetime, I have been shown great grace, from a wide variety of people, who could have written me off at any time, saying “why bother? He’s a lost cause.” But they didn’t.

Instead, they loved me. Some of them still do. Some of them will offer me grace forever, without fail, for all eternity.

That’s how I know I’m loved.

Clutter?

Where can you reduce clutter in your life?

According to Miriam-Webster “clutter” is “to run in disorder.” Wikipedia goes further, “… may refer to any of the following: Excessive physical disorder… a confusing or disorderly state or collection, etc.”

How to get rid of clutter when you mean junk around your domain, whether apartment or house, well, we all face the same problem. At its base level clutter centers around the question: “Do I need this?” And to determine the answer you might use the following filter questions to make that decision.

When was the last time I used this?
Am I keeping this for its sentimental value, intrinsic value, utility value, or is it just taking up space because I can’t part with it?

If it has utility value, when was the last time I used this item? When do I see myself ever needing or using this item again? Would it change my life in any way if I didn’t have this item in my cluttered domain?

You get the idea.

If it has emotional/sentimental value, do I view the item with the same emotional attachment I had when it came into my possession, or has this changed over time, I just don’t want to part with it? Again, is it going to change my life in any way if I don’t have this item in my life?

If it has some intrinsic value (think art or antiques for example), is there also some sentimental/emotional value, or investment value that prevents me from parting with it? Is the value more beneficial to my bank account, or to the investment I’ve made and the appreciation in value I expect?

All these questions will have positive results and reduce clutter in my “stuff” if I answer them honestly.

Which I did recently, and have written about in the past few weeks on my blog. I cleaned out stuff I’ve had since 1972. Ugh. I can’t believe I even kept some of it. Some of that old junk, I didn’t even know I had. It was just stuck in a bin and put up on a shelf never to see the light of day again… until it got tossed in the trash!

Now, all that said, when I move from talking about “stuff” to talking about “mind clutter,” well that is a whole different ball of wax. Just thinking about the “clutter” in my mind over the last 10 years makes my head hurt.

Recently, I’ve discovered the truth of applying some counseling I received about 8 years ago. In sharing my emotional pain with a counselor, he introduced me to the concept of “flushing.” Everyone reading this will probably laugh out loud, as I did that day, at the metaphor for getting rid of emotional baggage.

But don’t laugh too loud…

Simply put, I have put my emotional and psychological pain on trial. I set a chair just a few feet in the room opposite mine, then imagined the person causing me the pain sitting in that chair opposite and facing me. I imagined them saying or doing whatever it was that hurt me so badly. I imagined what I wanted to say in response, but instead of it just being in my head, to the person in the chair I would yell, or scream, or slam books, make faces, etc.

Now for the important step. I imagined all the pain, tears, disappointments, anger, hurt, and then I reached over and “flushed” that toilet of “clutter.” Sometimes this step took multiple attempts to get it all out.

This does actually work in resolving emotional clutter stemming from relationship issues. But there is one more step, and it is just as important.

When the body is injured in some way with a cut, the human body is equipped with healing properties that over time heal the would. But not without a scar. What happens in the human mind when we touch that scar? Immediately we remember the event, the pain, and all the clutter associated with that injury. And it is as real as if it happened in that moment.

Emotionally/psychologically we have the same type of memory. We may have gone through the whole process of “flushing” out the “clutter” resulting in the beginning of the healing process. But what happens when we are reminded of that psychological pain or emotional injury? We are right back there in the moment, and it is as real as when it happened the first time. Even though we “flushed,” our memory won’t let go that easily.

So here’s the final step. You have to have a word or phrase you say to yourself every time one of these events occur. Be careful to select the right phrase. For example, the phrase should never start with “don’t”, like “don’t go there”, or “don’t think about that.” It’s like saying, “don’t think about elephants!” Now what are you thinking about?

Rather than “don’t” a simple two-word phrase is what I adopted, “Flush it!”

Use this phrase if you want to, or come up with your own. Just remember, every time those feelings come back, that you’ve already flushed, the phrase is your way to remind youself how you’ve already dealt with this issue.

And now it’s just “clutter.”

On-line madness…

In what ways do you communicate online?

As one of those around when the internet actually opened up to public online services, I was among the few that resisted the urge to do all things digital. Working for a company in the late 80’s it was my responsibility to on call companies in the cellular industry with a new proprietary technology for error detection and correction using cellular phones. Naturally I spoke with presidents, vice-presidents, engineers and CEO’s of major corporations like AT&T, Soutwestern Bell, Ameritech, and all the others.

1986 Motorola Carphone mounted in soft side briefcase

At that time these customers were divided about even seeing the need for, or ever understanding how a person might want to send data over a cell phone. In 1987 I connected my portable cellphone mounted in a brief case, attached to an NEC portable computer, standing in a parking lot in Cupertino, California … with a computer located in Dallas, Texas and sent a 3-minute data stream back and forth without any errors or corruption in the data. Most people thought this was madness at the time and scoffed at the need of ever doing such a stupid thing.

I’m now writing this article on my iPad, and will “publish” or send the data wirelessly to a router connected to the fiber optic cable which brings internet service into our house. Traveling on this fiber optic signal the data will arrive at some unknown server, somewhere out there in the “blue nowhere.” But it will show up as a blog post on my website asiwassaying.me.

Almost everything I do with data is online these days. I bank online, I pay all my bills online, talk with my sisters online, chat with my friends online, get answers to questions I have online, sometimes go to church online, listen to music online, watch tv online… one might almost say I’ve gone mad.

Except I’m not. In fact I’m pretty much like any other “connected” person today. We are tethered online to the world we do not see, and cannot touch, with data that travels unseen on Wi-Fi technology.

It started for me over 40 years ago. I wonder what the next 40 years of technology discoveries will bring? Will people 40 years from now be asking “Ha, remember when your grandad did everything on-line?” What a trip, with new discoveries on the horizon, I can’t wait for the next leap.

new beginnings…

Think back on your most memorable road trip.

This is a hard one to say “most” memorable. We’ve been to Horseshoe Bay in south Texas twice, Colorado twice, Arkansas, Ruidoso, Santa Fe, Austin, Odessa, and countless trips back and forth to Lubbock. But, most memorable is really difficult to pinpoint. We purchased a mid-range nice camera when we got married and have taken it on every road trip, air trip, or sometimes around the block walking in our neighborhood.

So, I guess my most memorable trip(s) are those I think about when I view the collage of photos adorning our walls. Here are just a few…

Horseshoe Bay, Marble Falls, Texas
Breckenridge, Colorado
Fairmont Chateu, Lake Louise, Banff National Park, Alberta, Canada
Athabasca Falls, Alberta, Canada
Palo Dura Canyon, Canyon, Texas
Boot Tour, Wimberly, Texas
Cliff dwellings, Mesa Verde National Park, Colorado
Santa Fe, New Mexico
Anthony Chapel, Garvan Gardens, Hot Springs, Arkansas
Hawaii

Rent free… I don’t think so!

Come up with a crazy business idea.

Ann Landers was a famous advice columnist who coined the phrase, “lives in my head rent free.” Originally this phrase referred to a person, place, or thing that I think about often, and I can’t get the thoughts to go away, or move out!

Now in the era of “woke”, social media has transformed the phrase from something that might have been positive and turned the meaning into negative feelings toward another person. Landers said, “hanging onto resentment is letting someone you despise live rent-free in your head.”

So, I had this great idea, that if someone wants me to live rent free in their head, because they hate my guts… I would just start charging them for the use of my image in their heads. I mean seriously, it’s my image. Like a copyright or a fingerprint, it is unique to me and they can’t just use it for free! I’m going to charge them.

Conversely, those that hate me have indeed occupied a large amount of space in my head over the last ten years. And essentially they have lived “rent free” in my head as I often pondered why they treated me in such horrible ways. So, in keeping with my “charge rent” idea, to rehabilitate my own thinking process, when their actions come popping back up like a mole in my yard, I would just send them a bill.

Maybe it would be based on amount of time spent thinking about all the angst they have caused me. Like “reparations” of a sort. If I spent 30 minutes on Tuesdays with these images, conversations, or hurtful ideas in my head, I would send the person a bill for $50. I think $100 an hour for how they used to live rent free is a pretty good deal.

Of course, I do realize this is a “crazy business idea,” but not many of my crazy business ideas have worked in the past either. Some of them not because the ideas were crazy, but because I was crazy not to pursue them. I will give you one example.

I was starting to bald before I was 25 years old. Genetic patterns and all that. But I had this crazy idea back in the early 80’s to create a visor cap with hair attached, so a guy wouldn’t look bald. Everyone had a big laugh at my expense, which was fun. But look at what I found on Amazon today…

Visor with hair attached.

Funny huh? Crazy idea huh? Yes, crazy like a fox!

Maybe I’ll give some thought to my “charge rent” idea.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha … laughing all the way to the mental/emotional bank.

Get Your Motor Runnin’ …

Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

13th Birthday

Being on this bike in the summer of 1967 was the thrill of a lifetime. Even now, thinking back to the first moment I set my eyes on it, the first thing that came to my 13-year-old mind was “freedom!”

Now I could escape! Now I could ride with the wind! Now I could be with my friends 20 miles away without asking for a lift into town! What joy! What ecstasy! Just the thought of it now brings goose bumps on my arms.

I can feel the vibration of the motor when it starts on the first kick. The pulsing of the blood through my veins as I “Head out on the highway, looking for adventure, in whatever comes our way” (Steppenwolf 1968 – Born to Be Wild).

None of this would have been possible without my mother. She had tricked me into going outside to feed our pet chicken (don’t ask), which resided in our tiny one car garage. Then lo and behold, there in front of my eyes was this shiny new motorcycle, exactly like the one in this photograph.

I’ve often wished I still owned this bike. So what happened to it? Along my life-path my mother died tragically in an automobile accident. We lost her too soon. Eventually my dad remarried. Then as things go, the new couple moved, and certain items had to go. My dad saw no need to keep the bike, so he either sold it or gave it away, I don’t really know which, that was never clear.

It hurt when I found out and had no recourse to pursue the bike. For a while I was angry, but in those days I was probably angry about a lot of things with my dad, but those are stories for another time.

The connection to this bike was not with my dad, but with my mom. She made dad buy it. She wanted me to have the freedom she had lost, by having 4 kids, and cancer. She survived the cancer and the 4 kids, only to graduate to heaven before we were all ready for her to go.

I don’t need to “see” the bike in my garage to be on it again. I don’t have to feed the chicken to see the huge smile on my mother’s face when I came running back in the house to thank her. All I have to do is close my eyes. And there I am.

That smile, so warm and forgiving…

The wind blowing in my face as I race toward freedom…

It’s all still here, vivid and clear as the first ride around the block to test out the bike.

It’s all still very much alive and well in my memories of then…

(If any of my blog posts touch you, and you want to tell your friends, here’s the link)

Who gets the glory?

What is your mission?

My mission now in this era of an un-cluttered life has not changed from what I have sought my whole life… to experience God’s grace daily, to expand God’s kingdom on earth and in heaven, and to bring God glory as He gives me opportunity to speak His truth.

Since I am not perfect, I fail often in this mission.

Yet, even in this failure I get to experience fresh new ways to experience God’s grace on a daily basis, thus fulfilling my mission.

Since I am retired, I’m not necessarily on the front lines of sharing the gospel from the podium, or in a classroom.

Yet, even in retirement I have the opportunity daily to write something that might reach someone with the Truth of God’s Word in a transformative kingdom building way, whether here or in heaven.

Since the beginning of my mission at 6 years old, now at 70 nothing has changed.

Now to the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen. (1 Timothy 1:17)

(If any of my blog posts touch you, and you want to tell your friends, here’s the link)

Things Change

What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?

Once upon a time in the 1940’s a man named Thomas J. Watson said, “I think there is a world market for about five computers.” Watson at the time he made this remarkable statement was the president of IBM.

On my 50th birthday I said to my children, and anyone who asked how I felt about turning 50, “Well, I’ve lived about a third of my life so far.” When I made this bold declaration I was a big proponent of the idea that “things change.” I believed then, and still do now at 70, that new technologies will extend the opportunity for human existence beyond just the current 70 to 100 years marker that is still prevalent today. Oh sure, there is the odd person who lives well into their 100’s, but these are not the rule, but rather the exception.

Why would I believe this? Because one constant in all of human existence over time is, things change. World politics, economic structures, modes of travel, health, education, pick a topic and do a historical search and you will see just how dramatically things have changed over time. And significant changes are even now on the horizon.

Consider the implications of the singularly important research being conducted today in nuclear-fusion (think “free energy”). Researchers at the National Ignition Facility announced in December 2022 they had produced a fusion reaction. Read about it here: https://www.nature.com/articles/d41586-023-04045-8 This process has now been replicated at least three times in 2023 according to a December report from the LLNL

Or perhaps the next consideration is equally as important: AI technology. According to snowflake “Generative AI… will reshape how we live, work, and do business.” Isn’t this the very essence of “things change?”

Or what about breakthroughs in science and medicine? Founded in 1907 to help organize chemistry research, CAS became a self-supporting division of American Chemical Society in 1956. Listen to their mission statement, “At CAS, our passion is advancing scientific progress. As a leader in scientific information solutions, we curate, connect, and analyze the world’s published science to accelerate breakthroughs.”

CAS lists the top scientific breakthroughs for 2023: space exploration, AI predictions, synthetic biology, single-cell metabolomics, greener fertilizer production, advancements in RNA medicine, and more… read all about it here: https://www.cas.org/resources/cas-insights/emerging-science/breakthrough22

Obviously, I could go on and on about how our world is changing, and how that has the possibility for prolonging human existence, helping us be more productive, etc. But for a moment at least let’s turn to the spiritual side of this idea of longer life.

Before the Flood which covered the earth in Genesis 6, all of humankind had become corrupted with the exception of one man and his family, Noah. Before the rains ever came, before God revealed His plan to Noah about the Ark, God made a startling change to human’s alive at the time. He said to Noah, “My Spirit will not remain with man forever, because he is also flesh; nevertheless his days shall be 120 years.” (Genesis 6:3)

Now Genesis chapter 5 is a long list of generational history from Adam all the way to Noah. Most of the names listed lived well over 120 years, with Methuselah leading the pack with a whopping 969 years under his belt before giving up the ghost.

We know this phrase was in existence at least by 1611 , when the translators gave this rendition of Mark15:37 “And Jesus cried out with a loud voice, and gave up the ghost.”

But I digress. In many of my previous blogs I’ve spent a good deal of time establishing that I believe the Bible to be 100% accurate and true, without error, making it the sole authority for our lives today.

Therefore my thinking about living out an extended life beyond today is based in the will of God for my life. I like David know that God is in charge of this detail, but I don’t want to know my end as David did in Psalm 39:4. It is enough for me to know that He has numbered my days, and when they are finished I will be with Him.

And that is when the Living out of a very Long life will begin… because things change… and I will be changed too.

Big Bang Syndrome

What could you do differently?

Watching the BB comedy series several times now from the pilot to the finale has taught me some things about myself. In hindsight I never knew I was a lot like Sheldon Cooper, but I was. Certainly not in the aspect of Sheldon’s eidetic memory, although my memory is pretty good, but in the sense that Sheldon was constantly correcting other people’s perspective on an issue. Sheldon seemed to have an answer for everything, a solution to every problem, that was simply better than everyone else’s ideas or solutions.

These days I find myself looking back and see a lot of that in me, with people or situations in the past where I might have been their Sheldon. It’s humbling to me that I acted or spoke in these ways, and I’m trying to do this differently now.

One aspect of Sheldon’s personality which I identify with but am striving to do differently today is this constant offering of an opinion before being asked if I even have one. Becoming highly sensitive to this flaw in my behavior was sparked recently in a conversation with a very dear person in my life. Without waiting to be asked if I had any ideas, insights, or solutions, in a conversation with this person I just jumped in with both feet and found them squarely in my mouth.

Not only was it not the right time for me to say something, it was not even something I should have said, or been involved with. In acting this way I instantly felt uncomfortable, wishing I had said nothing at all.

The person accepted my apology, and life with them goes on, but in this is a valuable lesson for all of us. Social media in general, regardless of the platform (TikTok, Facebook, Instagram or whatever), has given everyone the impression that we can just rant and rave to our hearts content about anyone or anything.

I’m going to try to do it differently. I’m going to hold my tongue, wait to be asked my opinion, make observations to myself rather than outloud, and most of all, think before I speak. What a novel idea, huh?

The beginning of the end: New Year’s Day

What makes you feel nostalgic?

Answer: everything.

Opportunity lost, childhood.

Memories of my own children.

Thinking about…

… when the news was news

… when truth was absolute

… when climate change meant seasonal changes in the weather

… when the Bible had authority

… when it was making love not having sex

… when honesty was the best policy

… all things before the year 1995

… all things before the year 1976

… most things in college

… playing raquetball

… High School Choir

… High School Basketball

… Coming to Jesus… best of all!

Cars… cars… cars… Truck?

What is your all time favorite automobile?

I’ve driven everything from a 1950 Chevrolet Deluxe I bought from my grandmother for $50.00 in 1969, to my current ride which is a 2017 Cadillac XTS (red). Here is it parked in my garage…

New storage cabinets!

But my absolute favorite is the 2019 Dodge Ram truck I bought from CarMax which had 12,000 miles on it. I’ve always wanted to own one, and it seemed just the right time to purchase it. I built three sheds, and these cabinets with wood you just can’t haul in a Cadillac. I really like my truck!

more storage please…

How are you creative?

One of the joys of home ownership is all the repairs and replacements that have to be made over time, to keep your domain in optimal condition for enduring the elements as well as daily wear and tear. I really enjoy these tasks that only Mr. Fixit (that’s me) can do. I occasionally have to call in one of the professionals to do plumbing or electrical work to make sure the repairs are all up to code. But for the most part, it’s little ole me who does the majority of the work. Now, that said, my wife is creative in her own right, so she helps me in some way on all of these tasks. She’s got a real flair for decoration, so our home is always beautifully detailed with objects of art, photos, or general memorabilia that keeps our guests interested.

The most recent task became actually more a major project when my wife and I decided we needed a better solution for all our Christmas decorations. So, we agreed to take the space in our garage used for all my large tools, and create a space to store the decorations in a way that would be easier to access as we grew older. We’re just young chickens right now in our early 70’s, but decided to plan ahead anyway. Here are some before and after shots of our “creative” solution to Christmas storage. We also made room for our golf clubs, small hand tools, a plethora of nails and screws, as well as chairs for watching the grandkids play sports. What fun we’ve had being creative!

Back of cabinets
Now we can park inside again.