Church Softball

My interest in sports had some major roadblocks when I was growing up.

In the fourth grade, we they would play baseball during recess time.  They would pick teams based upon throwing a bat vertically and someone grabbing it near the end, then fist over fist until team members were chosen.  I was usually last, of coarse, the fact that I didn’t know how to play or had ever received instructions about playing contributed to my status.  I recall standing in left field, a borrowed glove on my left hand, when a ball was hit my way.  I reacted by raising my right hand to catch it, only to have the burn of the ball cause me to drop it.  A very embarrassing moment, Continue reading

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The Back Porch

My brother and his wife moved into a new house in the fall of 2015.  It is a beautiful home with wooded property on the other side of the fence.  Very quiet and peaceful.

On Monday, November 23rd of that year, my wife died in her sleep.  Her funeral was on Wednesday, November 25th.  Thanksgiving was on the next day, Thursday, November 26th.

I was asked to come to my brother’s house for Thanksgiving.  Everyone knew I would be hurting, but also knew I didn’t need to be alone.  I knew it as well, so I went for the day.

The house was full of family and little children.  I was used to my home being much quieter with just Terrie and me.  So it didn’t take a long time Continue reading

You Only Need One

As I have observed families for most of my life, I have come to believe that I have been blessed with the brother and sister the Lord provided for me.

I have heard of siblings actually fighting one another or not liking, much less loving one another, but that has not been our case.  We have not always agreed on specific things, but we have always shown love and respect for one another.

Brenda is one and Continue reading

Like None Other

As I awoke this morning, my brother was on my mind.  Last night, I drove to Sapulpa to  have dinner with him.  That has become a ritual over the last year and a half, since Terrie  died.   About every two weeks, I head that way for just an hour or so.  Just some time to fill my need to be near family.

 

Last night, his youngest daughter went with us to have catfish.  We had a great time together, laughing, and telling stories.  My niece commented on how great it was to hear my brother and I exchange quips.  We have the same type of humor.  We seem to think along the same lines of thought.   We are much alike, but still our own . Continue reading

I’d Like To Get To Know You

Back in 1968, Spanky and Our Gang sang a Stuart Scharf song called, “I’d Like To Get To Know You”.  Here is the first verse,”Yes, I would like to get to know you, if I could
Like to get to know you, Finally I found, searching all around, Just was not the answer, One I thought was true, Looked a bit like you, Figured I might chance her, Hardly need to say, She went on her way, Said it was all over, Well it’s been some time, And I guess that I’m just meant to be a rover…”  It was a song about uncommitted relationships.  But I thought of the song after Continue reading

“83 More Miles With Jesus: The Journey Continues”

Sometimes you think the journey is over, but only to find out the Lord allowed you to have a respite, a time to heal and get stronger.  A time to learn and a time to share.  That’s where I have been for the last six months.  I was in a beautiful oasis.

In July of last year, I wrote 83 More Miles With Jesus. 

 

In that post, I listed many frustrations Continue reading

Following, Not Fighting – round three

boxing-ring-corner_300I finally gave in to do what my doctor wanted me to do, I consented to have a colonoscopy.

He warned that I was long past the recommended age for having a colonoscopy done, which is 50 years old.  I was then 61.  So an appointment was made and I asked my friend to go with me, since Terrie could not leave her 6th grade class that she taught.

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The Sound Of A Bridge

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It’s funny the things your brain remembers.

I was remembering when I was a young boy, we lived in Lamont, CA.  Each summer, we would drive back to Lindsay, OK to vacation with my grandfather on his farm.  This would have been in about 1957 or so.

We would leave Friday evening after Dad got off work.  One of the reasons for leaving at that time was our car did not have Continue reading

Suitable For Him

Tholding-hands_300he second Christmas has passed and I have mixed emotions.  Yesterday, I had many reminders of where I was emotionally one year ago.  That time was very raw and painful.  This year, there was a respectful awareness, but I had some joy and happiness, at the same time.

I think the joy and happiness was due to the Lord continuing to work in my life and to graciously bless me in at least two ways: First, in “Good Tidings of Great Joy“, I     described re-focusing on the true subject of why we celebrate Christmas.  Secondly, in “Trust and Obey“, I mentioned I had gone on a Continue reading

Following, Not Fighting – round two

boxing-ring-corner_300The Lord had been gracious to me when I was diagnosed with oral cancer the first time.  I had the best oral cancer surgeons in America work on me by removing a portion of my tongue and rebuilding it with a skin graft in a way that I could still speak and eat and remain close to a normal existence.   I was told if I could go five years without getting cancer again, I would be considered healed.

I was so grateful to the Lord for He had shown Himself mightily Continue reading