It’s early morning here in North Georgia. After a cold Winter, the last few weeks have been nice, with temperatures in the mid-60s. Nights, however, have remained cool, dropping into the high 30s and low 40s.
This morning I heard quite the ruckus coming from the back of my small lot, out near the creek. Continue reading “Barred Owl”
“So T Y P I C AL,” she spat.
“If a fabric is contaminated with mildew. . .”
These days, with the internet and access to it, it doesn’t take a lot of searching to find out how-to guidance. I found a website that shows how to mix basic fabric dye colors to come up with hundreds of other colors. There are websites that tell how to tie dye.
But there was life before the web, connectivity, and believe it or not, before social media. Continue reading “Fabric”
Tabby, a very old Maine Coon cat, is laying on the day bed in the corner of my ham shack. She looks up occasionally. She doesn’t say anything about the way the shack looks. It’s messy. And she doesn’t seem to mind that I’m sitting here at my radio station, listening to music. Although, no doubt she considers the room her own Continue reading “Messy”
Over the years a number of musicians have recorded the Christian worship song Above All. One of my favorite artists is Randy Travis. You can hear his rendition on YouTube here Above All.
Here are the lyrics to Above All, which I obtained at lyricsmode:
Read through them and tell me if you find something is missing. Comment or Email wil@jonahzsong.com. I’d like to hear from you.
Midlife Crisis. One of mine came on as a bit of a jolt. As it turned out, the crisis became an opportunity, eventually, for a great restart.
“What’s a midlife crisis? It’s the stuff of jokes and stereotypes—the time in life when you do outrageous, impractical things like quit a job impulsively, buy a red sports car, or dump your spouse.” WebMD
I managed to do all three mentioned above, with a slight variation; I was the one dumped and propelled on an uncharted course. That’s how I got to Continue reading “Restart”
A cold wind blew up Main Street as I walked past Lassen High School. The dimly lite street lamps cast shadows that danced in the wind. Susanville’s streets were clear of ice and snow, yet few cars were out; it was after six o’clock and the few stores in the downtown were closed. People say “they” roll up the sidewalks Continue reading “Dim”
The word for the day is “rube.” I’ve heard it used before, but not recently. The quick definition provided by my MacBook Air Widget is “Country Bumpkin.” Seriously! Totally insensitive! Rude! In a world of increasing insistence on civility, Continue reading “How Rude!”
Pastor Sinclair B. Ferguson is a Ligonier teaching fellow and distinguished visiting professor of systematic theology at Westminster Theological Seminary in Philadelphia. His many books include The Whole Christ.
I found one of his sermons Continue reading “Pastor Sinclair Ferguson; Last Days”
Looking around the internet for some preaching, I ran into Pastor Martyn Lloyd-Jones. Being Welsh myself, I noticed his name immediately and had to have a listen. I was not disappointed. Pastor Lloyd-Jones was born not far from my mother, in South Wales, though he was twenty years old that she.
“David Martyn Lloyd-Jones (20 December 1899 – 1 March 1981) was a Welsh Protestant minister, preacher and medical doctor who was influential in the Reformed wing of the British evangelical movement in the 20th century. For almost 30 years, he was the minister of Westminster Chapel in London.” — MLJ Trust.
Some videos and recordings are on the MLJ Trust website.
Lord Bless, Keep, Shine. . .
Jonah’s Song 