Reblog: from

Reblog: from

Frankly, I often find articles that state views better than I could. Rather than try to put the thoughts out there “in my own words,” I’m just going to reblog them.

It’s a quicker, easier way to keep the post-a-day streak on track.

And by the way, a pet peeve of mine is commentators (usually sports guys) who misuse the phrases “on track and untracked.” On track is good. Untracked is bad.  Like a train.

So, for my post today, I came across’s “One Thing” post when I did a search for “Bible focus on one thing.”

Last night, I watched the season finale of “Knightfall” and the “extras” (short vids about the history of the Templars) available with it. This morning I got to thinking how, in another life, I might have been a historian – except for my inability to focus occupationally on just “one thing.”

reblogSo the first reblog is What’s the one thing the Bible says is important?
“Search the Bible for ‘one thing,’ and only 5 verses appear.”

Second, after poking around the site, I found Tim Farron’s resignation – Christians are now the heretics. The key phrase from this article that caught my attention is “As Christians, we need to learn to express our values and beliefs … with some humility, ‘more testimonial than dictatorial.'”

Thanks to for the Reblog image.



Doesn’t Everyone Make a SuperBowl Post?

Doesn’t Everyone Make a SuperBowl Post?

(My “post-a-day” commitment isn’t going so well… but-)

I’m thinking of the song Feels Like the First Time by Foreigner. It’s a classic oldie, and, for some reason, I remember exactly the first time I heard it.

I know why I’m hearing it today, and it is why I, a life-long Patriots fan, am just fine with the results of Sunday’s Super Bowl LII. My team came up on the short side of a 33-41 score.img_2813

What a game it was! There was virtually no defense. The teams combined to set an offensive production record – not just for the Super Bowl, but for all NFL playoff history.

If you don’t follow American football, the Patriots were trying for their sixth league championship (all within the last 17 years). Five titles are just fine with me.

Players might say their favorite victory is “the next one,” but, for me, it was the first one, in 2001. We had been the dogs of the league for the forty years of the franchise’s existence, with two notable exceptions: an at-the-time record blowout by the Bears in ’85, and a real let-down against the Packers ten years later.


an eagle…

The thing is it was the Eagles’ first title in the Super Bowl era so I can relate. For passionate sporting fans, the first ultimate successful season is right up there with the other big firsts in life:


  • the first  time I told my wife I loved her
  • that “what’ve we done” feeling after signing our first mortgage
  • the first time I saw my children and grandchild
  • my first mountain-top faith experience

That last one is really why I’m not too disappointed. For some things, the first time will always be the most important and memorable one. The one always to be celebrated.

cr logoThat event marked the turning point in my life. Before and after. My life since then has been blessed and filled with an abundance that feels something like winning another four season-ending victories.

And success is best shared.

An Unexepectedly-Long Long Weekend…

Hi All

Just wanted to make quick post to cover my absence since Nov 4.

What was planned was a hernia repair on Friday- usually an outpatient procedure. I’m on blood-thinners, so I was to be admitted during the post-op while the INR number rose again. I was thinking Monday I’d be home.

That’s not how it happened. Everything seemed well-enough by Sunday and Coumadin was restarted.

But then there was an increase of abdominal pain and sensitivity.

Monday evening, in agony, I tried to use the commode and either passed out or had some kind of a seizure. I came to surrender by dozens of medical peoples.

I landed in the Surgery ICU. Through the whole week the pain became excruciating I had one of those “you push it” pain buttons. And I used it!

Turns out what had happened was an ooze or slow leak from the surgery location, which increased when the blood thinners were restarted, filled my abdomen with fluid (blood) which had nowhere to go.

My leg swelled. Certain areas took on unrecognizable shape. Belly rock hard.

Bladder and intestine were compressed and I couldn’t “go”. I had no appetite, no thirst. Only the pain.

And this was something that could get better with time.

Like a bruise, blood fills the area. There’s pain and swelling. Colors from purple to yellow. The body has to reabsorb the fluid, in its own time.

Saturday at 3:30am swelling began to reduce and I could pee. Things are returning to normal.

I’m hoping to get out of the ICU Monday.

I’ll post more later, as this journey had a spiritual side, as well.