The dreaded Tell me about yourself…..Will I flatter myself here? No, heard it a hundred times from the devil, but ok, 6.3, 190 lbs, hazel eyes, long fingers, beard when I want, glasses, long gait, likes colors, but no pink! (unless of course it is the pink in a sunset, the pink spider, the pink on a baby’s cheeks…………maybe I do like pink!)
Ptg by Wolfgang Schweizer (lapis lazuli)
Bow hunting motorcycling chess playing wood cutting Israel supporting nature loving God-fearing quiet thinking man, who was a painter for 20 years, but found more lasting satisfaction building stone walls. Oh not that? You want to know what this site is, oops. 😉
Opinions, observations, doctrines, and unapologetic commentary, all sitting on the top shelf and free for the choosing, but careful though, some objects are sharp while others are more delicate.
Seeing the colorful arc above inspired the post: ‘The rainbow of promise,’ for when I see such a sight, it is much more than a scientific or natural display.
Hearing about the fine achievements of man planted the seed for ‘Mr. Goodness on the prowl.’ Indeed I have my opinion, and you have yours; is it however my opinion when I say ‘In the beginning God?’
I have written elsewhere that drastic disagreements challenge our thinking. If something is sure and true, it can withstand the most intense scrutiny. Truth laughs at the petty derisions of man.
Apart from biblical Christianity, all religions of the world are the same.
The manner in which a man carries his points can sometimes influence his opinion to a fellow traveler. But I also knew a good man who carried on his shoulders the weight of all his unbelieving brethren. He had an unequalled passion, but a misdirected zeal.
Unfortunately, this twin load cost him a good wife. The burden is not yours, nor mine, as we do not have the human strength; no wonder the good book says: ‘casting ALL your cares upon Him, for he careth for you.’ He has shoulders as wide as the horizon.
I taught myself how to juggle using apples, and graduated to pins, scarfs, and just about anything I could hold. I taught the ropes to a younger man years later, and he blew by me, now being able to handle 7 or 8 balls. Wow. Why mention this?
We never know at any moment the impact our words or deeds may have on others. A simple seed planted could be watered by another, and grow into something beautiful. I try to write hoping no one is offended, but that is impossible due simply to our nature, and how people respond.
I worked with a group of men and women in a field that is primarily masculine, and once a day I would get wind of an issue or circumstance where a judgment was made without all the facts. A person was inevitably slandered because people took a piece of information and ran with it.
I commented once to a man hoping he was never a juror where I was involved, as I would be hung before lunch, and long before my attorney was able to prove my innocence. People are lazy thinkers, but here at Word Press, I am somewhat impressed at the dignity that folks exhibit while disagreeing.
Some bloggers are tremendous at this, and it is remarkable seeing the restraint that they have while being mocked. Seems they know the battle is not theirs.
(The link below was a whimsical post, but piggy backs on this theme also)
and the winner is……………