Major and Minor
Major and Minor. By late morning, I had finally gotten outdoors. Armed with a pair of trusty clippers, I was ready to tackle the overgrown bushes in the backyard. I was getting into it and having fun chopping and trimming.
Major and Minor. By late morning, I had finally gotten outdoors. Armed with a pair of trusty clippers, I was ready to tackle the overgrown bushes in the backyard. I was getting into it and having fun chopping and trimming.
The Live Oak trees in the Savannah, Georgia area are lovely. Spanish Moss drapes gracefully from almost every limb, adding a special touch of beauty. Occasionally, the wind will blow these clumps of moss out of the tree onto the ground.
The book containing the wisdom of the ages, the Bible, says this: Do not be terrified; do not be afraid of them. The Lord your God, who is going before you, will fight for you (Deut. 1:29,30). Winds of change may continue to blow. Yet we cannot go anywhere God is not already there.
That was great in the daytime, but at night or in dim light, it wasn’t so terrific to see monsters in the crack of the closet door, coats on hangers and moving shadows. Nope, I was definitely not interested in seeing any monster feet.
The watchbird denied my little feathered friend admission to the nesting area, and it made me sad. Why, I wondered, did he not belong? What had he done or where had he been hatched, or what was his physical deformity that kept him as “the outsider”?
A Father Shopping – A young father was doing grocery shopping with his little boy, who was sitting in the cart. The dad kept whispering things like, “Be patient, Billy. You can handle this, Billy. It’s going to be OK, Billy.” A woman who was shopping in the same aisle was impressed.