One of those Facebook things said to choose 25 random things and distribute to friends. It can be a meaningful exercise. Here were mine:
Snowflakes, DNA, weather. Always different. But consistent patterns. Chaos bounded by order. Free will enveloped by God’s will. The neverending wonder of purposeful creation.
Why isn’t “Never Trust a Naked Bus Driver” (Jack Douglas) still on the best seller list?
Angels…believe in them.
Bologna and Vienna sausages are yummy! Quit frowning. Best friends mayonnaise ever had.
Dad climbs a tree in Riverside Park (Jackson), unsteadily kneels on a branch, and proposes overlooking a sidewalk. Son flies to southern Italy (using Dad’s Skymiles), climbs a mountain, and proposes overlooking the scenic Mediterranean. Why is this story so pleasing?
Best days: Any day daughter smiles at her father, or son calls needing help to do something.
Worst days: when death approaches a friend or loved one.
Unforgettable day: when Pop said “I can’t take care of myself anymore, I’m in your hands now.”
Mississippi has changed so much for the better. We hate less, do more, and understand better. But it’s a long, long road.
Admire men like Robert Khayat not so much for their great accomplishments, but for their character, humble spirit, and good will.
Our Constitution and our democratic republic work only if we nurture and sustain one underlying principle – the common good. Imagine a nation where no-one cares about the common good, only about himself or herself.
Lemon icebox pie. Fried chicken. Butter beans. Fried okra. Stick cornbread. Sweet tea.
“No longer lend your strength to that which you wish to be free from” – Jewel.
Journalism (the work, not the classes) teaches you to find reality.
Earliest childhood memory: Firetruck coming to my house. Sorry about the drapes and smoke damage Momma.
“Mhm, old friends swapping lies of life and loves,” sing it Willie.
Hardest lesson to learn: the patience to persevere with a good will. Best example: Sonny Montgomery.
Creek bottoms, back roads, forest trails, Delta sunsets, rainbows, blues, blue grass, gospel music, Grisham, Orley, Greg Iles, the Neshoba County Fair, no traffic, the great river, New’s Restaurant, Cafe Du Monde, college football, marching bands…so many good things.
We have so many who do so much, often with so little, for so many of us.
“The old moon laughed and sang a song.” Wynken, Blynken,and Nod.
“Know your enemy,” wrote legendary strategist Sun Tzu. “Love your enemies,” says the Lord. “We have met the enemy…and he is us!” declared Pogo Possum.
There is the Word. There is Creation. Oh, but there is also Music, “the language of God” (Beethoven).
Bill Cosby, George Carlin, the Smothers Brothers, Andy Griffith, Red Skelton, George Burns, Jack Benny, Steve Martin, Art Carney, Tim Conway.
The first of the Ten Commandments should give us pause in using singular personal pronouns (I, me, my). Abundant usage suggests self-love that pushes God to second place.