A redbird (to this southerner, a cardinal is a redbird) is on my neighbor’s wet lawn. Not finding what he is looking for there, he flies across the street to my yard. He’s so beautiful–bright and flambuoyant. I ask the Lord to protect him from cats. It’s okay to pray for redbirds, isn’t it? […]
May 20, 2018
Untangling the Web
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Why do you pick up a cozy mystery and read? Is it because you like the characters or is it the setting? Do you like to try to untangle that snarled web of a mystery before the protagonist does? Have you noticed that in the cozy mystery genre, there’s a lot of leeway, a lot […]
May 9, 2018
Over the Back Yard Fence
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Feelings are aired and problems are shared over the back yard fence. Do we need fewer privacy fences and more of the picket and chain link variety? Just a thought. Privacy fences are good for–well–privacy. The other kind is good for getting to know your neighbor. Yesterday, Peg and I happened to be in our […]
May 7, 2018
That Mean Old Ugly Thorn in the Flesh
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Much has been written about St. Paul’s thorn in the flesh, mentioned in II Corinthians 12:7-10. Scholars debate what it might have been. Was it a chronic illness? His eyesight? The Bible says the thorn was a messenger from Satan. The reason it was given? To keep Paul from being exalted above measure. Did God remove […]
Apr 29, 2018
The Web of the Spider
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Unlike Miss Muffett’s experience, the spider didn’t sit down beside me. I sat down beside it, on the porch swing. I didn’t notice it at first because it was so small, maybe l/4 of an inch. When I did see it, I wasn’t sure at first just what kind of insect I was looking at. […]
Apr 24, 2018
Sitting On a Milestone and Considering
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On this cool, early April morning, I’m doing a lot of looking back. I confess it. Sometimes, a person reaches a milestone and just sitting down on it for a rest and a think seems to be in order. I’ve covered a good many miles before reaching this thinking spot–more miles behind than there are […]
