Archive for July, 2016

William Cullen Bryant

July 31st, 2016 Comments off

My heat is awed within me when I think

Of the great miracle that still goes on,

In silence, ’round me – the perpetual work

Of thy creation, finished, yet renewed forever,

Written on thy works I read

The lesson of thy own eternity.

William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878)

Do You Have a ‘Pony Picture’ From Your Childhood?

July 31st, 2016 Comments off

pony-cynthia 1939

When you were a kid did a pony come to your front door?  

He didn’t make it to my house in Arkansas, but there was a time when photographers, with pony and camera in hand, would walk door to door taking these keepsake pictures.  

On the left, Cindy, in New York, is posing sweetly on the well behaved, photogenic pony.  pony MaggieHey,it was 1939, and he was a pro!  

 A generation later, her daughter Maggie repeats the experience.  This pony looks a bit bored and not as well groomed,  but Maggie’s smile tells us it still was a moment to remember for a five year old city kid.

Cindy writes:  We were poor as church mice in those days and I was trying to think of something I could afford to give to my mother for Christmas.  I was so happy to see that guy walking down the street with his pony.  I bought a nice double picture frame and put my pony picture on one side and Maggie’s on the other and sent it to Mother.  She was delighted.  Mothers always seem to like sentimental things from their children.  I was glad that I was able to make her happy, surprising her with the photos.”

Thanks Cindy (and Maggie.)  I can see why your mother loved it.  What mother wouldn’t?


A Speech too Powerful to Forget: By Martin Luther King, Jr.

July 30th, 2016 Comments off

Address at March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom (Aug 1963)

Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God’s children.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed – we hold these truths to be self-evident that all men are created equal.

This will be the day, this will be the day when all of God’s children will be able to sing with new meaning “My country ’tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim’s pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring!”

And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every tenement and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God’s children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, “Free at last, free at last. Thank God Almighty, we are free at last.”

Part of Essay by Charles Lamb (1775-1834)

July 30th, 2016 Comments off

This is an excerpt from one of the essays that was so popular with the folks in the 1800’s. I like to think of it as an example of his ‘blogging style’.  The essays were a huge hit.   He goes on and on, as we bloggers tend to do, but this gives you a taste.  The subject is still familiar to us today.

“Good sir, or madam – as it may be – we most willingly embrace the offer of your friendship.  We have long known your excellent qualities.  We have wished to have you nearer to us; to hold you within the very innermost fold of our heart.  We an have no reserve towards a person of your open and noble nature. The frankness of your honour suits us exactly.  We have been long looking for such a friend. Quick – let us make our single joys shine by reduplication – But yap, yap, yap! – what is this confounded cur? He has fastened his tooth, which is none of the bluntest just in the fleshy part of my leg.”

“It is my dog, sir.  You must love him for my sake.  Here, Test – Test – Test!”

“But he has bitten me.”

“Ay, that he is apt to do, till you are better acquainted with him.  I have had him three years and he never bites me.”

Yap, yap, yap! – He is at it again.”

“Oh, sir, you must not kick him.  He does not like to be kicked.  I expect my dog to be treated with all the respect due to myself.”

“But do you always take him out with you, when you go a friendship-hunting?”

“Invariably.  “Tis the sweetest, prettiest, best-conditional animal.  I call him my test – the touchstone by which I try a friend.  No one can properly be said to love me, who does not love him.”

“Excuse us, dear sir – or madam, aforesaid – if upon further consideration we are obliged to decline the otherwise invaluable offer of your friendship.  We do not like dogs.”

“Mighty well, sir, you know the conditions, you may have worse offers.  Come along, Test.”

The above dialogue is not so imaginary, but that, in the intercourse of life, we have had frequent occasions of breaking off an agreeable intimacy by reason of these canine appendages.  They do not always come in the shape of dogs; they sometimes wear the most plausible and human character of kinfolk, near acquaintances, my friends’s friend, his partner, his wife, or his children. We could never yet form a friendship, not to speak of more delicate correspondences of some third anomaly, some impertinent clog affixed to the relation – the understood dog in the proverb.”

Even with some of his outdated language Mr. Lamb still makes me smile.  No blog will survive 200 years, but his writings did! Ah, the printed word!


Man of Faith and Inspiration – Billy Graham

July 28th, 2016 Comments off

553205_10151979052121187_983062010_nBilly Graham has been a strong contributor to the building of my faith over the years.  

I’ve always believed that he was one man I would never hear a scandal about and that has been true.  

He has lived the life that he preached, and through his ministry the Word of God has reached many who would never go into a church building.  Through his revivals held all over the world, and by television, he has reached massive audiences of believers and nonbelievers.  There is no way of accurately counting how many people have given their hearts to God because of his faithfulness.

Those of us who look up to him as a brother in the Lord are proud of this man and for the example he has set.  His wife Ruth was just the right mate, someone equally devoted to God’s work and willing to make the sacrifices inevitable in a ministry that took her husband on the road for a large percentage of time. 

Thank you Billy Graham, for your devotion, your unfailing determination to preach the message of salvation to anyone who would listen.  Let us learn from you not to be shy about telling the ‘good news’ and to enjoy our walk with the Lord every day.  

God Loves ‘Cute’ . . . Don’t You Think?

July 28th, 2016 Comments off


Dr. Harwood’s Underwater World

July 28th, 2016 Comments off

Dr. Randy Harwood is not only an excellent dentist, but he is also an accomplished underwater photographer.  Each year he produces, among other things, an outstanding calendar, available for purchase at

This photo is from his 2009 calendar, Kind Demoiselle, Chrysiptera rex ,Photographed at Kavieng, Papua New Guinea

Isn’t this a beautiful work of  art by our Heavenly Father, the creator?  Even if no human being ever saw the underwater world, He gave it endless variety, elegance and individuality.  That’s just one of the reasons we call him awesome!

For other photos of  Randy Harwood, enter his name in the search box.

Sculptures Capture Bygone Days in Singapore

July 27th, 2016 Comments off
‘People Of The River’ in SingaporeAround the fringe of the Singapore River, you’ll find various sculptures that each depict a scene of a long-gone era.

On the left of Cavenagh Bridge, you’ll see the ‘First Generation’ sculpture, which freezes the motion of a group of five naked boys diving off the bridge and going for a swim – an impossible sight in Singapore today.


Bald Eagle Portrait from the Lens of Bill Stice!

July 26th, 2016 Comments off


Bill Stice in Action“A Bald Eagle portrait. Taken at the Brookgreen Gardens Zoo in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina. The eagle has a damaged wing so it cannot be released. I teach nature classes in elementary schools and use shots like this to talk about how the beak, eyes and other characteristics tell you a lot about animals in nature. Eagles have very good binocular vision due to needing accuratedepth perception when they are striking prey. Hence the eyes face more toward the front than say prey birds similar to pigeons which have eyes on the sides. The eyes on the side help the pigeon to see almost 360 degrees and enables them to spot predators. You can also tell a lot about what birds eat by the shape of their beaks.” Bill Stice

Remembering My Sweet Feline Teacher, Companion, Friend: “Siggy”

July 26th, 2016 1 comment

img235I used to be afraid of cats, no, I was terrified of cats.

In high school Carol Ann invited me to sleep over, with the promise that their cat would not be in the house at night.  I watched as she put him outside.

Her father, Mr. Boyce,  apparently didn’t get the word, and he let Tom in.

When I awoke in the night with this black ‘thing’ walking on me. I screamed and flailed my arms, sending fur flying. Tom screeched loudly, and so did I.

That did it! My fear of felines was solidified for sure, and I never was invited back to Carol’s to spend the night.

As an adult, if I saw a cat on television while I was eating, I would lose my appetite.  I certainly couldn’t bear for one to be within striking distance of me.  Can someone say ‘phobia’?

When Bill and I moved to our first home, we lived next door to a couple who had two cats, Signe and Sin.  Signe is pictured here.   The two sisters did not get along, so ‘Siggy’ sought refuge in our apartment area.

After avoiding her for months I decided that I would try to overcome this lifelong fear.   I allowed her to come closer and closer to me until gradually I got the nerve to touch her fur.  I would immediately go and wash my hands.

It took weeks before I could playfully pet this beautiful, sweet, animal.  In time I began to truly enjoy her company and encouraged her to come over as much as possible.

When Jean and Bud announced they were moving, they asked if we would like to keep Signe, since she seemed happier with us.  Bill, who had come to love the little cat too, said a quick yes.  She moved in and became a cherished member of the family.

I never thought it could happen, but because of one little kitty cat, I overcame a phobia and gained a wonderful  friend.  Only a cat lover can understand what I mean.  

Thanks, Siggy.


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