Friday, June 19, 2020

Beware of "Kafkatrapping!"

Until today, I had never heard of the term "Kafkatrapping," although I have certainly heard of the late dystopian author Franz Kafka.

Given these strange times in which we live, I would strongly recommend that you read this article on the subject.

I may have to watch the old movie "The Trial" - TCM plays it every now and then.

Friday, February 14, 2020

Holding On in the SBC

The Christian Post is an odd mix of viewpoints to be sure, and they have more than a few stories on there that I never would have run. That said, this article in the Christian Post is worth the read.

The Southern Baptist Convention had a conservative resurgence beginning in the late 1970s, and that brought more liberal folks into what they called the "Cooperative Baptist Fellowship," while remaining officially in the SBC. This seems to be doing the same thing on the conservative end of the spectrum.

While we are in this life, the battle over biblical fidelity will not end. One battle ends, and another begins. But we must hold on to truth regardless, and not compromise the Gospel with politics.

Tuesday, January 21, 2020

A Musician's Prayer

Let's see - 2018 was the last post. Now it's 2020. Blowing the dust off my blog may take some time. *Cough*

Anyway, I discovered this wonderful little piece of art on a social media site, and had to put it up here. It's a prayer for Christian musicians, and judging from the composition, it largely seems intended for those who play in church worship settings or Christian concerts. However, if you take the viewpoint of a believer's entire life, work, etc. being for the purpose of glorifying God, then a Christian who happens to be a secular musician could well offer up a version of it too.

At any rate, it blessed me and I hope it blesses you!

Wednesday, July 18, 2018

It's Just Another Day

It's been a while since I've offered up one of the deliciously macabre real-life events that crop up with me semi-regularly. Tonight earns more than the usual jaundiced guffaw, so I offer it up for your dining and dancing pleasure. 
The tractor broke down again not long ago and is awaiting repairs this weekend, but in the meantime the yard needs mowing. Here in Red Oak's swamp, it grows about an inch an hour so you can't let it go too long. So, I've been chipping away at it with a push mower. You see, when I first bought this 3/4 acre spread 20 years ago, I mowed with a push mower the first couple of years. Younger then and had more pep. But I got the tractor, and that's what I've used since. Until the breakdown. 
I've discovered that 20 years does take a toll, as did the stress of the past few years with my mother's final decline. In short, I'm out of shape. So I worked my way up slowly, mowing a quarter of the yard at a time. But tonight, I thought I just might be able to mow the front half and get it done. No . . .too tired after work and had to stop after finishing the back quarter and part of the front. Decided to finish tomorrow and headed inside - wringing wet - to take a shower and have supper. I have two bathrooms - one was set up for my mother and stepfather and the other one for me. I was feeling a bit lightheaded, so I decided to use Momma's shower with the seat in it - something I've never done. 
So, into the shower I go, and after finishing my upper torso, sat down on the built-in seat to finish the rest of me. Then I go to get up, and I slid right off the seat, falling on the floor right on my tailbone, and ramming my little toe into the shower door. I can't remember exactly what I said, and that might be a good thing. Take extra steps for safety, and in doing so nearly kill myself. I should publish this in Reader's Digest, and rip off Thurber, "My World and Welcome to It." 
I can't wait to get the tractor back when the shop gets it done sometime this summer. I fully expect the blades to frisbee off the bottom, sawing one of the trees down at the right angle to hit the house.

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Beatles at the Ridge

Walnut Ridge, Arkansas, doesn't get a whole lot of press these days. Other than being the home region for my family in days gone by, it also made the news back in 1964 when the Beatles flew briefly into town on the way to Springfield, Missouri, where they were going to stay on a dude ranch for a while.

Walnut Ridge is on U.S. 67 in the northeast quadrant of the state. In the early days of rock and roll, quite a few artists used to travel up and down 67 playing and singing. That includes Elvis, Johnny Cash, Carl Perkins, and others. In fact, Cash was born in Arkansas and raised in the town of Dyess to the east of Walnut Ridge in Mississippi County.

A few years back, the town put up a Beatles exhibit dedicated to the band's visit. It includes the above mural (I'm standing to the right of Paul), a sculpture based on the Abbey Road album cover, a museum, a "Guitar Walk" along the railroad tracks, and other things. The flagship event happens every September with the "Beatles at the Ridge" music festival. The Beatles tribute act The Liverpool Legends was there last fall, and George Harrison's sister Louise has visited. Here's a link to the event's website -

I finally made it down last May to see the exhibit, although it wasn't under happy circumstances with my mother's passing. I would love to actually get there during the music festival. Someday. At any rate, if you get a chance, go by for a visit.