Do You Ever Step Outside Morning or Night Just to Appreciate the Beautiful Creation That God has Given Us in Which to Dwell?

Do you ever step outside morning or night just to appreciate the beautiful creation that God has given us in which to dwell?

Occasionally I do, but if you’re anything like me, most of the time you take it for granted. Of the many gifts I received from God, writing is one of my favorites.

Of all the many things, you can do wielding a pen, creating different worlds, characters, and situations are among the coolest. Put that against life in today’s world and you’ll find yourself up against overwhelming amounts of mindless drivel.

For instance, new medications are seemingly hitting the pharmacy every day, some with devastating side effects. On the other hand, television-based, ambulance-chasing lawyers attempting to build a lawsuit out of each one of the potential side effects run rampant.

This stream of drugs is not only repetitive of one another, but also introduced with an excessive frequency. Doctors and pharmacists are the ones primarily responsible for dispersing these medications. These professionals cannot possibly keep up with the ins and outs of each and every chemical compound released for consumption.

Please, understand my point. I think that medications are miracles in and of themselves. I am a firm believer in Dupont’s slogan, “Better living through chemistry.” I take my share of medications and supplements and previously worked for a pharmaceutical company.

It just seems as though we have too many drugs that do the same thing. Not that we don’t need a variety, because we do, but perhaps we should consider if we really need them all.  

Well, go figure. Through penning this post, I have managed irrevocably to confuse myself. With that, I will excuse myself and announce . . . nuff said.

Have a great week, take your medications and regard them as tiny miracles that can cure simple ailments, which would have put you in the grave not so many years ago.

God bless you, keep you and shine His countenance upon you.  Have a fantastic week!

Be sure to keep the Ukraine people in your prayers.

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Chauvin, Who Would’a Thunk?

You’ll have to admit that it’s quite unusual when the meaning of a particular subject turns back upon itself, leaving the original definition a complete 180 from whence it began. Such is the case with the French surname, Chauvin. Who would’a thunk?

According to Tahlequah daily press, Nicholas Chauvin was a patriot in Napoleon’s army. He exuded such a fierce loyalty for Napoleon Bonaparte; his name became synonymous and even means, ‘loyal.’

 Quite a twist from the “male chauvinist pig” I recall hearing as a young man.

Just another interesting tidbit of useless information to begin your week.

May God bless you so richly that your spiritual portfolio splits and doubles two-fold.

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What’s Good for the Goose is Not Necessarily Good for the Gander

“Hello, everyone, and allow me to say that it’s great to be back in the saddle.” Culminating my last post, I finished out the past five days in the hospital. Something I learned years ago, but was reinforced during the last couple of weeks, is that ‘whats good for the goose is not necessarily good for the gander.’ Medical practices can change drastically depending on the condition treated.

A good analogy would be the God-given gift of fire. In millennia past, this valuable commodity (cooked food) heated nomads and permanent structures while also aiding in medical procedures.

We have all been on the bad side of what fire can do; thankfully, the injuries are usually minor. Unfortunately, there are those who have experienced the catastrophic disasters fire can wrought. Devastating forest fires can devour thousands of acres each year, along with homes and businesses. Many times these blazes are brought about by lightning, but occasionally succumb to the whims of an arsonist.

Once we began living in wooden structures, we learned that kitchens should be separate from the main dwelling in order to avert any chance of burning said dwelling to the ground.

Fire is just one of many comforts that must be handled with extreme care, less it turn and bite.

It’s wonderful being able to post my weekly blog once again, hopefully, for your enjoyment. Just remember, God loves you like no other can!

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Cough, Cold and COVID

I  hope this finds all of you well.

I wanted to account for my absence the past several weeks. I have been at war with a respiratory virus that keeps returning after a barrage of antibiotics. It looks like I’ve finally turned a corner as the last battle seems to be going in my favor until a second unwanted guest showed its ugly face.  Yup, COVID stopped by just to say. “Hello!” My quarantine will be over soon and I hope to return next week. Oh joy, Oh bliss, there is nothing like a cough, cold and COVID.

Have a great week and may God bless!


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Most Everyone Succumbs to a Good Amount of Water in Order to Bathe Themselves.

Most everyone succumbs to a good amount of water in order to bathe themselves. Even characters in the novels I write take time for personal hygiene.

Do you opt for a shower or bath? I, myself, prefer a shower, not that I won’t take a bath now and again.

Some folks claim that bathing is nothing more than stewing in your own filth, and I suppose that bears some merit. Then again, what makes swimming in a crowded pool or soaking in a hot tub with multiple bodies any different? Oh, I know chlorine is involved, but this swim time chemical is not the end all to kill all bacteria.

Even an idiom came out of the need for bathing, “Don’t throw the baby out with the bath water.” This came about from the order in which the family took their baths in the 16th century. The bathing hierarchy was as follows: the father, male children, the mother and daughters, and finally, the babies were last. By this time, the water was so dirty it almost seemed possible to lose the little ones in the sludge. Of course, this was just a myth.

Bath or shower, I believe either are acceptable as long as you don’t attempt to substitute the wedding or baby shower for a bath.

Have a splendid week and remember how much God loves you . . . He gave his son!

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I’ve Found that Eight Hours of Mental Labor is Just as Taxing as Eight Hours of Physical Labor

I was blessed in learning how to work with my hands in the field of construction as a carpenter, in residential and then commercial, climbing to superintendent in both. However, I’ve found that eight hours of mental labor is just as taxing as eight hours of physical labor.

Toiling to build a world and its occupants (demons included) is no different from building a house for a family to reside. So, now that we have established two fields that tucker us out, let’s examine the sleep that restores our energy.

I do not believe there is anyone who has never experienced a fitful night of sleep. According to some of our idioms, “sleep like a baby,” makes no sense at all. What in the world has a worse sleep pattern than an infant, two hours up, two hours down?

Then, we have, “sleep like a log,” “sleep like a rock,” “sleep tight,” and “sleep like a top.” I see where none of these commonplace idioms will result in a restful night of sleep.

And, in the tradition of saving the best for last, or in this case, maybe the worst for last, we sing our children to sleep with a violent tune of injury or possibly even death.

‘Rock-a-bye baby on the tree top,

When the wind blows, the cradle will rock,

When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall,

And down will come baby, cradle and all.’

No wonder we have an insomnia problem in this country. We’re putting our kids to sleep in the tops of trees and waiting for them to fall out.

Have a great week and may God bless.

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Isn’t it Strange How Small Amounts of Certain Compounds or Factors Play Such a Large Role in the Final Outcome of Many Situations?

Isn’t it strange how small amounts of certain compounds or factors play such a large role in the final outcome of many situations?

For instance, poison dart frogs are some of the most toxic creatures on Earth. The golden variety carries enough toxins to kill 10-20 grown men, being a thousand times stronger than cyanide.

 The Inland Taipan is an Australian snake that the venom from a single bite can kill 100 human beings.

Rounding out the creature feature, the zorrilla is considered the smelliest animal on Earth. A small mammal related to the weasel, it finds itself in good company, since the skunk is a member of the same family.

Now to clean all this mess up, did you know to consider a surface sanitized it must be 99.999% clean? Add five more 9’s and you reach sterilization 99.99999999%.

Just a little something to begin your week, which I hope flows fast and smooth.

God bless you and yours throughout this next week.

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Carbon Paper, White Out, Long Hand, and Short Hand

Back in the day, before modern office equipment was created, secretaries, bookkeepers, and like-minded employees used words such as carbon paper, white-out, long-hand, and short-hand as part of their daily tasks.

The first jump away from the dark age use of these treasures into more enlightened times came with the abandonment of the typewriter and the birth of the word processor. One could actually type and correct mistakes without rewriting the document or making sloppy repairs with archaic materials.

 What would I have done had the aforementioned hardware been the end-all when I began to pen novels? Write a page or two as my career as an author plummeted south?

Indeed, the advent of the computer turned many would-be writers into authors of the highest caliber.

By the same token, many manuscripts were completed that should never have been started. I hope my offerings will end in the realm of the former as opposed to the latter.

Hmmmm…..Here’s one of those strange random thoughts that happen to pop into one’s head that I feel the need to share.

What if we wrote some of the letters of the alphabet as words? For instance, what if we wrote “double-you” instead of ‘w’, “jay” instead of ‘j’ or even “zee” instead of ‘z’?

Just sharing a random thought that flew through my brain.

Please have a great week, and may God bless you richly.

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Happy New Year

I sincerely hope you had a wonderful Christmas and the upcoming New Year brings you many blessings from our heavenly father. Happy New Year! I look forward to another year of posting blogs!

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A Tree in the House

Well, it is that time of year when we begin to decorate for the Christmas season. A tree in the house, decorations inside and out, kids all a buzz with the thought of presents and sugar from cane candy  running through their veins. Have you ever thought why we do what we do? Well, let’s take a look.

Germany is credited with starting the Christmas tree tradition, as we now know it, in the 16th century when devout Christians brought decorated trees into their homes. (

Traditional holiday decor is all about the red and green. As it turns out, these colors are steeped in religious context. The color green is associated with the continuation of life through the winter, as well as, in the belief of the eternal life of Jesus. Meanwhile, red was traditionally used to symbolize the blood of Jesus. (

Here is one of several legends explaining the birth of candy canes. In Indiana, a candy maker wanted to make a candy that could be a reminder of Jesus Christ. Thus was born the Christmas candy cane. He started off with a stick of pure white hard candy. The white color symbolized the virgin birth and the sinless nature of Jesus. The hard candy symbolized the solid rock which was the foundation of the church and firmness of the promises of God. The candy maker made the candy in the form of a J, which represented the name of Jesus and the staff of the Good Shepherds. He then stained it with three stripes which showed the scourging Jesus received and symbolized the blood shed by Christ on the cross. When you break the cane, it reminds us that Jesus’ body was broken for us. (

So now you have it, up ’til now, the whole story . . . kinda sorta . . . at least, I think so. The important thing being to have a wonderful Christmas and remember the birth of our savior, Jesus Christ!

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