There are many times during the course of a few days when most of us use the word “hope.” It might be a conversation with a neighbor out by the mailbox;
The past several months have been very taxing and stressful for many folks. This year many of the traditional practices have been set aside.
One of the first things I was taught when learning to drive was that it was essential to be more cautious when driving at night. If you’ve counted enough birthdays you may remember when “quad headlights” became the standard on new cars – four headlights instead of the typical two. Of course, the idea was to have more light in order to drive more safely at night.
Here we are, back at the threshold of “that time of the year”. If you think about it, the clarion-call of the world really begins the climb to its crescendo. The world wants you - actually, it NEEDS you - to focus and worry about so much that is temporary and trivial.
There’s a joke you may have heard. “How many Lutherans does it take to change a lightbulb?” The answer is “CHANGE?!?”
Yesterday I was driving in an area of the community where a creek ran through, under the road. The banks were filled with trees, the ground covered with green growth. It was a slow traffic moment and I’m glad of that. For a short time it was an opportunity to look down the little stream. That’s when I saw the eagle. He was probably fishing. During the few moments I was able to watch he worked from one over-hanging limb to another, always looking down into the water.
OK … OK … not just “think about” but also feel.
For as long as I can remember I’ve always realized that winter here in the United States meant it was summer in Brazil or Argentina. Over the years I simply never bothered to apply that to the other seasons of the year; fall here is spring there, and so on. Big deal, right?
It’s very easy to see or hear a TV or radio message about good exercise. Other advertisements encourage us to pay attention to weight management. If you have an interest in joining a gym for enhanced exercise or an interest in beginning a program for weight loss or weight management the choices are many
There’s an old hymn, written in 1864. You’ve heard it any number of times, I’m sure. “For the Beauty of the Earth” is a graceful reminder of the grandeur that surrounds us in creation. It also draws attention to the joy which flows from the most profound element of creation; love itself.
One of the true blessings of life that Deb and I enjoy is that we have grandchildren. Some of them are not children any longer, in the normal use of the term.
Pastor Bob LeFavi
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