I drive truck and go through the central valley of California every week. All the almond and other nut trees have been in full bloom for a couple of weeks. I’ve had a hard time keeping my windshield clean from all the bees.
Jerry Bridges (86) had a massive heart attack and is currently on life support. May his family and those that love him find peace. I’m very thankful for this man and his decades of pointing us to Jesus and his grace.
“No: it is not yours to open buds into blossoms.
Shake the bud, strike it; it is beyond your power to make it blossom.
Your touch soils it, you tear its petals to pieces and strew them in the dust.
But no colours appear, and no perfume.
Ah! it is not for you to open the bud into a blossom.
He who can open the bud does it so simply.
He gives it a glance, and the life-sap stirs through its veins.
At his breath the flower spreads its wings and flutters in the wind.
Colours flush out like heart-longings, the perfume betrays a sweet secret.
He who can open the bud does it so simply.”
~ Rabindranath Tagore
I’ve been watching the Presidential primary/caucus voting this evening and it occurred to me: Do the hopes we place in our candidate overestimate or over-hope the difference he/she can or will actually make in our lives? In other words, is it all a fantasy? A political March Madness?
What are they promising that I might relish?
An extra few hundred dollars tax refund?
A couple extra dollars minimum wage?
Lead in my water so that I have to buy bottled water (after they get around to telling me)?
Having to work longer before I can receive Social Security so that multi-millionaires receive tax breaks and we can continue serving as the police man of the Western World?
What are you hoping for from this cycle’s political messiah?
In the primaries the candidates pander to their base. These are the guys who respond only to politicians tossing out the red meat – as if the red meat matter – as you will never hear that red meat in the general campaign as the candidates move to the center and try to win over the more sane voter.
Trump will not bring up bombing ISIS nor will he bring up building a wall.
I think I might go to Harvest America tomorrow and see what is up. I was involved in the early days of the Harvest Crusades, so it will be interesting to see how it plays here.
one thing about Trump – he likes to build things and we’ve sure got a lot that needs building or re-building to be more precise… Flint’s water outrage is just a glaring example of the incompetent posing being done by the people we elevate these days… will we get too soon old and too late smart?
However, my motto is ABC – anybody but Clinton
but come next February I expect to see President Clinton as I think God is punishing us 🙂
It’s all yours today…
Spring is just around the corner. Our Japanese Maples are in full bloom and I’m very happy about that.
Spring? did someone say, “spring?”
The Bradford Pear trees are all in bloom here in Fort Worth. But we have 3 days of storms coming so they will probably be a little naked by Wednesday.
I have been taught that in Texas, you know winter is gone for sure when the mesquite trees bloom. They seem to be the last to go green.
I drive truck and go through the central valley of California every week. All the almond and other nut trees have been in full bloom for a couple of weeks. I’ve had a hard time keeping my windshield clean from all the bees.
Apricot tree blooming over here!
Jerry Bridges (86) had a massive heart attack and is currently on life support. May his family and those that love him find peace. I’m very thankful for this man and his decades of pointing us to Jesus and his grace.
“No: it is not yours to open buds into blossoms.
Shake the bud, strike it; it is beyond your power to make it blossom.
Your touch soils it, you tear its petals to pieces and strew them in the dust.
But no colours appear, and no perfume.
Ah! it is not for you to open the bud into a blossom.
He who can open the bud does it so simply.
He gives it a glance, and the life-sap stirs through its veins.
At his breath the flower spreads its wings and flutters in the wind.
Colours flush out like heart-longings, the perfume betrays a sweet secret.
He who can open the bud does it so simply.”
~ Rabindranath Tagore
I’ve been watching the Presidential primary/caucus voting this evening and it occurred to me: Do the hopes we place in our candidate overestimate or over-hope the difference he/she can or will actually make in our lives? In other words, is it all a fantasy? A political March Madness?
What are they promising that I might relish?
An extra few hundred dollars tax refund?
A couple extra dollars minimum wage?
Lead in my water so that I have to buy bottled water (after they get around to telling me)?
Having to work longer before I can receive Social Security so that multi-millionaires receive tax breaks and we can continue serving as the police man of the Western World?
What are you hoping for from this cycle’s political messiah?
In the primaries the candidates pander to their base. These are the guys who respond only to politicians tossing out the red meat – as if the red meat matter – as you will never hear that red meat in the general campaign as the candidates move to the center and try to win over the more sane voter.
Trump will not bring up bombing ISIS nor will he bring up building a wall.
I think I might go to Harvest America tomorrow and see what is up. I was involved in the early days of the Harvest Crusades, so it will be interesting to see how it plays here.
one thing about Trump – he likes to build things and we’ve sure got a lot that needs building or re-building to be more precise… Flint’s water outrage is just a glaring example of the incompetent posing being done by the people we elevate these days… will we get too soon old and too late smart?
However, my motto is ABC – anybody but Clinton
but come next February I expect to see President Clinton as I think God is punishing us 🙂
God keep all close