Thursday, March 28, 2013

Water and Wine


“Cheap grace is the grace we bestow on ourselves. Cheap 

grace is the preaching of forgiveness without requiring 

repentance, baptism without church discipline,

 Communion without confession.... Cheap grace is grace

 without discipleship, grace without the cross, grace without 

Jesus Christ, living and incarnate.” 


 Dietrich Bonhoeffer - The Cost of Discipleship

Thursday, March 14, 2013

Why it's a good thing to read history...

From a text that I often refer to when I either watch too much news or read media about the current state of government...

“Cato V, November 22, 1787

In my last number I endeavored to prove that the language of the article relative to the establishment of the executive of this new government was vague and inexplicit, that the great powers of the President, connected with his duration in office would lead to oppression and ruin. That he would be governed by favorites and flatterers, or that a dangerous council would be collected from the great officers of state;—that the ten miles square, if the remarks of one of the wisest men, drawn from the experience of mankind, may be credited, would be the asylum of the base, idle, avaricious and ambitious, and that the court would possess a language and manners different from yours; that a vice president is as unnecessary, as he is dangerous in his influence--that the president cannot represent you because he is not of your own immediate choice, that if you adopt this government, you will incline to an arbitrary and odious aristocracy or monarchy the that the president possessed of the power, given him by this frame of government differs but very immaterially from the establishment of monarchy in Great-Britain, and I warned…”

 -The Anti-Federalist Papers, Patrick Henry and George Clinton

George Clinton
George Clinton

There IS a reason why these authors have a significant "marbled" position in our nation's capitol building.

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Back to work!


It wasn't a drought buster, but the very welcome moisture was indeed a blessing!  From the back porch the Currier and Ives image flashed yet a moment when the realization that I needed to shovel the driveway... for the third time in four days... struck me.  Now it's time to get back to work after a record number of snow days from work!


One of the perks of working in education is the "snow day."  There really isn't much time off as there is trying to salvage what opportunity there is to catch up on emails and other paperwork - thankfully I was able to complete the preparation for a presentation I had to give - but there is also the additional time to do a few things that otherwise get put off.


Like drawing out some spindles and legs for the next project.  Or...


settling in loading some ammunition for a nearing predator hunt.  Mostly, the snow day is just that... a day of snow that settles things down, envelopes us in the white of winter.


Reminds us that what lies dormant will soon spring forth...


... as the cycle continues.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Looking to beat a straight flush...

Their hand:
32 days in a row of price increase...



DHS now caches over 1.6 billion rounds of ammunition (no, this not for the military)... the second card.



Third card...

The Outstanding Public Debt as of 18 Feb 2013 is:
$ 1 6 , 5 5 5 , 2 8 8 , 8 6 4 , 6 1 5 . 8 5
Fourth card... (the ironic card; not even mentioned by national media)



Fifth...ugh...

Feinstein's gun control theater


All bets in...call...

My hand... ah..the Royal Flush!

Friday, February 15, 2013

Waking Up A Father


Rarely a day goes by that I don't consider how fortunate I am to be the father of four great children, and now a son-in-law.  Each February 15 I'm anxious to smile at the now twenty-six year-old memory of my daughter's birth.  My wife and I were confident (yet young), yet it was with our daughter that we began our role as parents.


I remember things:  giving her her first bath, bringing her into my wife at 2 a.m. for feeding, chicken pox, talent shows at elementary school...first dates...and much more.  Yet what most amazes me as a father is how, when I often feel I rarely did enough or think of things I know I should have done, children continue to thrive.  They become individuals, capable, and though I see in them the struggles that both my wife and I felt dealt with, they work through it all.  This daughter worked her way through college, successfully managed a business, found herself in a great relationship with someone who truly loves her, and still loves how goofy her father often will be


Today, though further away in distance than any other February 15, I see her always smiling and I am content.  Happy Birthday, A!

Monday, February 11, 2013

"Hurry Up Please It's Time"


"The February sunshine steeps your boughs and tints the buds and swells the leaves within." - William C. Bryant 

Eliot may indeed have been correct about April; however, February, named, if memory serves well, after Februus, a diety associated with purification, is too brief for my liking.  Albeit my birth month, I like the name because it forces us as speakers to try, and fail too often we do, and get that "roo" sound in after the "b." 

It is aptly named for that reason:  slow down...it's post mid-winter and, though brief, it is the point at which we should take personal assessment...an inner state-of-the-union address...a time of reflection prior to Spring's surge...

This is the month for resolution...



Thursday, February 7, 2013

"Rain"-ewel

Waking to the sound of rain...


it's often hard to get motivated!  But... as I pondered today's bow tie selection, I became nostalgic of last summer's trip out to Virginia where my daughter and son-in-law now live.  It was last there that I have a vivid recollection of what it means to be sitting outside and just listening to the rain.



There is an oxymoronic quality to rain for me; it's a fresh drink of water for the earth, but it also makes me consider just how fragile and fleeting true goodness is.  I like rain (especially accompanied with thunder, long and rolling and tremulous) because it brings me perspective. It helps me focus.


While family settled in during that week last summer, I walked alone among the William and Lee University and Virginia Military Institute campuses (a mere change in brick color in the pathway separates the two!) and visited the George Marshall Museum.  I was the sole visitor in a small, but well-thought out space of what is the front of the library.  Marshall's contribution to the second half of last century was truly inspiring not in terms of the politics, but of the way in which he went about helping grow the peace which had been so sorely missing in the world up to that time.  (It's also the closest I'll ever be to a Nobel Peace medal!)

Leaving the museum, within a mere half-mile walk, is Lee's Chapel.  Here both Lee and his equine companion, Traveller, are buried.  Most memorable for me is the lower level room in which visitors can see Lee's office (left as was/is) and in which Lee met with each new student and presented the challenge: "We have but one rule here, and it is that every student be a gentleman."


As I help a student group at the college I call "mine" develop an honor code,  I can't help but be, not skeptical, curious as to how Lee felt each time he said that to a student who had just left his office.  Was it a hopefulness that he had helped bring a little moisture to a seed which lay dormant in each of us which could now sprout and grow?  It is a hopeful notion I have that students are renewing a spirit of character and integrity to, perhaps in words only, govern outcome.

Perhaps a little rain will help us all.