Has the pleasurable experience of eating and dining out become extinct? In this fast-paced society of ready-to-eat meals and instant gratification, are we losing touch with the art of hospitality in our culture? Are we taking time to relish each other’s company and conversation when we break bread together?
We are in deep trouble. The entire family. Samson, formerly Delilah until his dried up raisins were discovered during her hysterectomy, has a problem.
It would be refreshing to have a political campaign devoid of contentious mudslinging between candidates for office.
The classic entrepreneur-makes-good story chronicles the trials and tribulations of a company, started by an individual or small group, that started in someone’s garage and blossomed into a huge multi-national corporation. Apple, Microsoft, Amazon, Hewlett-Pack-ard, and Google come to mind in that regard.
Back near the turn of the 20th century, a family owned a farm that would eventually become part of Summit Chase Country Club. The farmhouse was typical for that period of time, a wooden frame with large front and back porches. It had once been painted white with the traditional “haint”* blue porch ceiling to repel bugs and boogers, all those nasty things that go “bump” in the night.
The emotion of love is one of the most common themes in music, literature, and motion pictures. And, depending upon which version of the Bible you read, there are over 300 references to love. Whether one is searching for it, celebrating finding it, or grieving over the loss of it, there is power in love.
My wife loves garage sales. Last week she found some old CDs, soft music that brought back fond memories.
When I was in high school Mama and Daddy gave me a silver charm bracelet. It was filled with charms that were for my high school and every time we went to another state Daddy bought me a charm for it. It must weight a pound, maybe more. I probably should have sold it when silver was bringing such a high price, but who can sell memories like that?
“Please, don’t tell me what I did wrong. Tell me what I did right.” Has that thought crossed your mind or have you uttered those words before? Like a photographer who uses their camera lens to focus on an object that is either close-up or far away, throughout life, we tend to do the same. So, what do you prefer to focus on? Those things that are right v. wrong, the details of the past and present v. the blurry future? The obscure?
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