WW1 Airplanes

Here are a couple of my favorite ones:

"In Remembrance"

"Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did. She just did it backwards and in high heels."
- Ann Richards, 45th Governor of Texas
Born: September 1, 1933
Died: September 13, 2006

God and His Law

My pastor gave this to us this morning:

The Genesis account tells us that God made the world in 6 days and on the 7th day He rested. Then later God gave the 10 commandments to Moses on Mount Sinai and God instructed the people to observe them. Ok, here is the kicker..one of those is:

"You shall work six days, but on the seventh day you shall rest; even during plowing time and harvest you shall rest. - Exodus 34:21

Jesus in John chapter 5 heals a man on the Sabbath and tells the man to pickup his bed and walk. Later in the chapter the Jews accuse Jesus of breaking the Sabbath law by telling the man to pickup his bed and walk. The reasoning of religious leaders on this was that Jesus was telling the man to "work". Work here was the literal action of carrying of his bed.

When Jesus was confronted he accusation; "Jesus therefore answered and was saying to them, "Truly, truly, I say to you, the Son can do nothing of Himself, unless it is something He sees the Father doing; for whatever the Father does, these things the Son also does in like manner." - John 5:19

So in essence Jesus has stated the Father was working this day and he knew the Father was working so he joined Him in that work. So the question is:

"Does God break His own Law?"

Now before you get all up in arms there is a Theological answer, but for now I will let you chew on that one.....

Blessings:
BluesMan

Match the Epitaph

(a)"The best is yet to come"
(b)"There goes the neighborhood." (come on, you got to get this one right!)
(c)"Do not walk on the grass"
(d)"I had a lover's quarrel with the world"
(e)"Murdered by a traitor and a coward whose name is not worthy to appear here"
(f)"Cast a cold eye On life, on death. Horseman, pass by!"
(g)"She did it the hard way"
(h)"As the flowers are all made sweeter by the sunshine and the dew, so this old world is made brighter by the lives of folks like you."
(i)"Fly Quoth the Raven, 'Nevermore" (come on, you got to get this one right!)
(j)"I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the great ordeal of meeting me is another matter."
(k)"Beren"
(l)"Against you I will fling myself unvanquished and unyielding, O Death!"

Poeple
Winston Churchill
Rodney Dangerfield
Betty Davis
Robert Frost
Edgar Allen Poe
Virginia Woolf
Peter Ustinov
Jesse James
J R R Tolkien
Bonnie Parker
Frank Sinatra
W. B. Yeats

Answers Tomorrow :)
Blessings:
BluesMan
(For the answers see comments)

The Valley Of Vision

LORD, HIGH and HOLY, MEEK AND LOWLY,
Thou hast brought me to the valley of vision,
where I live in the depths but see thee in the heights;
hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold thy glory.

Let me learn by paradox
    that the way down is the way up,
    that to be low is to be high,
    that the broken heart is the healed heart,
    that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit,
    that the repenting soul is the victorious soul,
    that to have nothing is to possess all,
    that to bear the cross is to wear the crown,
    that to give is to receive
    that the valley is the place of vision.

LORD, in the daytime stars can be seen from the deepest wells,
    and the deeper the wells the brighter thy stars shine;

Let me find thy light in my darkness,
    thy life in my death,
    thy joy in my sorrow,
    thy grace in my sin,
    thy riches in my poverty,
    thy glory in my valley.

Author unknown: taken from "The Valley of Vision, collection of Puritian Prayers and Devotions.

Blessings:
BluesMan

Finally!

Well it has happened - I can now say with pride (smile) I am older than dirt! Yes, I am 50 years, 10 hours, and 28 minutes old (29 now). I am now a half a century old and I probably will not see another half so that means I am on the down side (well at least it is down hill!).

But to be honest I feel no different than I did yesterday. I still got out of bed at my usual pace, got my coffee and ate breakfast, so in essence not much has changed. Maybe 50 will not be so bad.

Blessings
BluesMan
Jesus wept. John 11:35

Totally Bummed

OK, let me first state that I have 4:15 minutes until I turn a half century old, and the thought of that kinda bums me out. I know that 50 is not so bad and I even understand that many have never reached that golden age, but I can not help but ponder what these last 50 years have brought about.

Looking back I see that my life in many ways has been blessed. I understand many would love to be in my shoes.

But 50 ........ now that gives me pause........

The clock is running an my new mantra is:

.... I am still 49 .... I am still 49 .... I am still 49 ....

(for another 4:00 hours)

.... I am still 49 .... I am still 49 .... I am still 49 ....

Blessings
BluesMan
"in everything give thanks; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus. - 1Thes 5:1818

Natural Law

When reviewing the subject of natural law I find it very interesting to view others people discussion on points of fact. I am currently reading a book by "J. Budziskewski" called; "What We Can't Not Know" and I am fascinated at what I see as points of fact that he gives.

There are many interesting tidbits in this book, which I call "pearls of wisdom" and they are scattered throughout this book. Let me give you one to think about (now remember he is discussing natural law):

"....everything in creation is a wannabe."

Think about that statement.

Blessings:
BluesMan

P.S.
I do not often recommend books but I would recommend this one. As with any reading keep an open mind.

philosophia

Philosophy comes from the Greek word 'philosophia' translated literally it means 'love of wisdom' (philo meaning love and sophia wisdom).

What then is “Philosophy?” The question itself is a philosophical question. Asking the question brings into context the nature of philosophy. The continuum of philosophy itself is broad and is distinctive among the disciplines, and embraces itself in its scope. Philosophy may be described as asking the elementary questions on varied subjects like; ethics, morality, religion, self, and the universe.

In looking at Philosophy there is not just one way that these questions are asked. There are many schools of thought. These schools have developed over the years and each has built upon the other. There are no “true” new schools of thought; they all take pieces from the old schools to create a “new” view.

As we walk through the next few months of posting I will look more closely at the different schools of thought and how we as cogent thinking residents of this planet earth look around and ask the questions and how those questions are formed and thought out.

Stay tuned…

Blessings:
BluesMan

Reflection on Easter

We server a risen Saviour....
You ask me how I know he lives....
He lives within my heart.....

Blessings:
BluesMan

Vacation Planning

As we near the time for our annual vacation (which we take every four years) my wife (Rhonda the planner) goes an gets information on the cities we are to visit in the time allotted.

Well this year we are going to drive the pacific coast highway. With the advent of the internet her planning is even more detailed. While doing her searches Rhonda has found that there are many places that offer free material they will send to you, all you have to do is ask (and she has..). Today we received information on San Francisco and there was one event listed with this material that made us laugh and I must share it.

In San Francisco there is a new musical being performed, and we, a musical family, started to see what it was about. Here is the title:

"Menopause The Musical"

No kidding, do a google search and read about it. What caught our attention was that they were offering a free gift for those who attended. Of course this bought to our minds all kinds of things, as you well can imagine, but we won't go there.....

As we plan the drive on the west coast there are always things we all can agree to skip, and guess what — you guessed it, "will probably skip the musical .... "Menopause The Musical"

Blessings:
BluesMan

The New Revolutionist

As I was reading my new book (remember my last post?) I am continually stunned by the wisdom of the author, G. K. Chesterton. In the part I am reading he is talking about the old style of revolutionist (circa French revolution) and comparing them to today's "new" revolutionists. Let me give to you a quote to think about;

"But the new rebel is a skeptic, and will not entirely trust anything. He has no loyalty; therefore he can never be really a revolutionist. And the fact he doubts everything really gets in his way when he wants to denounce anything. For all denunciation implies a moral doctrine of some kind; and the modern revolutionist doubts not only the institution he denounces, but the doctrine by which he denounces it." G. K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy (chapter 3, The Suicide of Thought).

Think about it, it is true, the post modern revolutionist is a contradiction, ponder this thought...

Blessings:
BluesMan

Doubt Reversed

I was given a couple of books for Christmas and I am now getting around to reading them. I am unusual in a way, when I am reading and I come upon something that strikes me as insightful I highlight the passage and then note the highlight in the book for reference later. Let me quote to you something I read that caught my attention;

"A man was meant to be doubtful about himself, but undoubting about the truth; this has been exactly reversed. Nowadays the part of a man that a man does assert is exactly the part he ought not to assert—himself. The part he doubts is exactly the part he ought not to doubt — The Divine Reason."

—Taken from Orthodoxy by G. K. Chesterton.

Have we truly reversed the logic of doubt?

Blessings:
BluesMan
"cogito ergo sum"

Reflection on Affliction

As I was reading today, I read this and for some reason I could not go on till I pondered it's meaning. Now I put it to you, the reader to ponder it's meaning...

Although affliction cometh not forth of the dust,
neither doth trouble spring out of the ground;
yet man is born unto trouble,
as the sparks fly upward.
       —Eliphaz the Temanite to Job, 5:6-7

Resemblance

Rhonda thought this was interesting picture. For me it reminded me of myself, trying to get up off the floor ..... a little help please! Your trunk would be nice.....

Blessings:
BluesMan

It's Cold ... In Boerne

As I left my house this Saturday morning for my cup of coffee from Boerne's famous Daily Grind, I noticed a very COLD chill in the air. A chill not known to us here in South Texas.

On my way I turned on the radio to listen to my favorite country station and heard with my own two ears that the temperature here was 34 degrees! Panic set in, and my thoughts within my head started to give way to un-rational thinking. Was my cup of Daily Grind coffee worth risking my life for in such terrible weather? Could I make it home to my loving wife, or would I get stranded somewhere on the streets of Boerne and freeze to death?

Finally a calm took hold of me, and a resolution I that I have never known before pushed me forward for the smell of dark roasted coffee which my body was yearning for. When I made it to the Daily Grind there were others there that had also braved this terrible winter storm as well. We all smiled at each other with a knowing of what it took for us to make this trip in such awful weather.

When I finally made it home the temperature had risen to 36 degrees. Though this winter storm has abated some, there is a lesson that I learned today, and that is, my caffeine fix is greater than my need to survive.

For those who think that I am going overboard here, please note that the temperature hear in Boerne will drop well below 30 degrees tonight, but fear not, while I was at the Daily Grind I bought a pound coffee that I can brew at home!

Blessings:
BluesMan

A Transition We All Have to Make

Then so small .. - :)



17 Years Later, now so grown up .. - :P



Sometimes I miss my "little" girl.....but I love her even more now...

Blessings:
BluesMan

What Was That?

As I was sitting this afternoon reading a book I heard a strange sound, it was kinda like a soft ka-boom. Later I got up to check on my chicken I was cooking for tomorrow, and I heard it again. This time it was a little louder. As I thought more about it it came to my mind what I was hearing, it was thunder! So I started to listen more carefully. Now I'm starting to also hear the patty-pat of rain drops. It was really starting to sprinkle here, and boy do we need it.

As you may know we are in a drought here in South Texas. This is February and it was 79 degrees here today. This is supposed to winter but the days have been dry and the temperature is averaging about 75 degrees. Man we are in the middle of a long cold snap! I sure wish we would get some cooler weather here, but I need to be careful what I ask for, right?

As I type this the sound I now hear is no longer just the pitty-pat of sprinkles but it is now raining. Thank You, Lord:)
Hope it keeps up for a while........

Blessings:
BluesMan

Holly Bush in Bloom

Here is a picture I took of our blooming Holly bush. Now if I could just get the hang of this new Photo Shop software .....!

Blessings:
BluesMan

My Major - What it should have been

Thanks to Ma Hoyt and the link she placed on her blog I have new clarification on the major I should have had. You see, back in the old days, when we walked to our classes, we did so on our knees in respect of our professors (what this has to do with my blog post I have no idea). My major then was Philosophy, with a minor in Religion.

Well, after taking the test I have now come to understand what my major should have been, you guessed it...Drum roll please...

Philosophy

Here are my scores:

1. Philosophy    100%


2. Sociology      100%


3. Anthropology    92%


4. Mathematics     92%


5. Journalism    83%


6. English    75%


7. Theater    75%


8. Psychology    67%


9. Linguistics    67%


10. Engineering    58%


11. Biology    42%


12. Chemistry    42%


13. Art    33%


14. Dance    33%

I was not surprised by my scores, other than I do love to dance. But you see, no one wants to dance with me :(   

Though, if I think about it, it could be because they would have to put warning signs on the floor about my dancing to protect others....like the road warning signs about curves ahead...

Oh well, I never got to finish my major because I changed it, I decided to Major in Marriage instead and I think I am doing well with that choice as my major. What do you think, Rhonda?

Blessings:
BluesMan

Another One Bytes the Dust

These past few weeks have been sort of a blur to me. I have not had a chance to read some of my favorite blogs. So today I decided to catch up on my reading. I was shocked to discover that one of my favorite top 10 blogs has bit the dust. As of January 24th (now you see how far behind I was) PyroManiac has become no more.

I have much respect for Phillip and his work. Both in the blogsphere and his ministry in his home church. I know that anything he puts his hands to do he strives for excellence. This was true for his blog as well, and I respect his reasoning for quitting the blogsphere. I counted myself as one who enjoyed his points of view. Though we did not always agree. Sadness has crept in.

Yet there is light, though I have no idea how bright that light will be, Phillip has decided to create a group blog that is taking it's place. If you like to be challenged, sometimes provoked, or even sometimes humored try PyroManiacs. It's not the original but here hoping it keeps the standard he set.

Blessings:
BluesMan

Raging Waters

Life is sometimes like raging waters. While in the raging water we do not see the beauty that surrounds us. Why is that? It is because we are more focused on the turbulence of the water, but if we would just step back and admire the scenery surround us we then could get a glimpse of God's wonderful creation. The turbulence itself can be a picture of God's sustaining love in that He is in control even when there seems to be no control.

While I took this picture my thoughts were; "My life is like that sometimes, round and round I go and were I may come out, no one knows. But then just as quickly came another thought, there is One who does.

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As a second note: Today Rhonda and I had a good time listening to sermons on the Internet. We heard more preaching and teaching today than we have in a long time. If you are ever interested in listening to sermons there are many sites you can go to. Here is one we liked, but I warn you, get ready because the sermons on this site are not your typical 20 minutes...Grace Community Church. Listen to Tim Conway he is a relatively new preacher, and his messages are sometimes very thought provoking.

Blessings:
BluesMan

In Remembrance

Blessings:
BluesMan

Thy Days Are Done - G. Gordon, Lord Byron

Thy days are done, thy fame begun;
Thy country's strains record
The triumphs of her chosen Son,
The slaughter of his sword!
The deeds he did, the fields he won,
The freedom he restored!

Though thou art fall'n, while we are free
Thou shalt not taste of death!
The generous blood that flow'd from thee
Disdain'd to sink beneath:
Within our veins its currents be,
Thy spirit on our breath!

Thy name, our charging hosts along,
Shall be the battle-word!
Thy fall, the theme of choral song
From virgin voices pour'd!
To weep would do thy glory wrong:
Thou shalt not be deplored.

Blessings:
BluesMan

Just stop and smell the roses

A Church on the Olympic Peninsula

This is a church that is on the Olympic Peninsula. It called out to me to take it's picture, so I did. :P



While in Alberta, Canada we were hiking down through a forest area and took a break by this river. It was so peaceful we stopped and reflected on its beauty.

Blessings:
BluesMan
 

A Sad Day

As much as yesterday was a day of rejoicing, today I was reminded of an event that happened on January 22, 1973. This dampened my spirit, such that I had to take time and re-think what this day brought about.

On January 22, 1973 the Supreme Court of the United States of America ruled on a case, Roe Vs Wade that a woman, as part of their constitutional right to privacy, can terminate a pregnancy during its first two trimesters.

Since that historic ruling there has been an epidemic of convenience. What do I mean when I say “convenience”? I mean that the mother and/or father place their lives of convenience before that of the child. That mentality of; "is it convenient or not" has brought about 30+ million abortions.

Now to be fair I will readily agree that some have been to save the mothers life, and some have even been because of rape and/or incest, yet most have been brought about because it was inconvenient to have a child. I was a product of inconvenience but my birth mother allowed me to be adopted and for that I will always be grateful.

Today I mourn those who never had a chance to live out their lives. Matthew 5:4; Blessed are those who mourn, For they shall be comforted.


Blessings:
BluesMan

Special Day - A Birthday Wish

Today is a very special day for me. For on this day (January 21) some 19 years ago God brought into this world a person who just by her mere existence is a constant reminder to me that God in His infinite wisdom decided to bless me. The birth of my daughter, Lauren Paige Garner is a constant reminder of the blessings of God and with that it also reminds me that He loves to bless those that are His.

When the psalmist stated that God lets it rain on the just and the unjust rings true to me. For there was nothing I did, or every could do, that would merited such a blessing as my daughter has been to me. God smiled and decided in his infinite wisdom that he would bless my family with her and everyday I give thanks for her. God has blessed me with two of the most precious gifts in my life, Paige is one of the gifts. She has been one of two great joys of my life.

Over the last 19 years when I think back on her life I believe God has shown me through this daughter of mine how much He loves me. Even when I don't deserve it, He still loves me.

With that said, this is not just my daughters birthday but it is a day that I celebrate the goodness of God even when I do not feel His goodness. I need only to look a picture of Paige to know that he is a Good God.

Here is wishing you, Lauren Paige Garner, a special birthday wish. My wish is this, that God will bless you throughout your life. And always remember this one thing, your Papi loves you!

Blessings:
Papi (alias BluesMan)

Lenore - by Edgar Allen Poe

Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
Let the bell toll! — a saintly soul floats on the Stygian river;
And, Guy de Vere, hast thou no tear?- weep now or nevermore!
See! on yon drear and rigid bier low lies thy love, Lenore!
Come! let the burial rite be read- the funeral song be sung!—
An anthem for the queenliest dead that ever died so young-
A dirge for her the doubly dead in that she died so young.

"Wretches! ye loved her for her wealth and hated her for her pride,
And when she fell in feeble health, ye blessed her — that she died!
How shall the ritual, then, be read? — the requiem how be sung
By you — by yours, the evil eye, — by yours, the slanderous tongue
That did to death the innocence that died, and died so young?"

Peccavimus; but rave not thus! and let a Sabbath song
Go up to God so solemnly the dead may feel no wrong.
The sweet Lenore hath "gone before," with Hope, that flew beside,
Leaving thee wild for the dear child that should have been thy bride.
For her, the fair and debonair, that now so lowly lies,
The life upon her yellow hair but not within her eyes
The life still there, upon her hair — the death upon her eyes.

"Avaunt! avaunt! from fiends below, the indignant ghost is riven—
From Hell unto a high estate far up within the Heaven—
From grief and groan, to a golden throne, beside the King of Heaven!
Let no bell toll, then,- lest her soul, amid its hallowed mirth,
Should catch the note as it doth float up from the damned Earth!
And I! — to-night my heart is light! — no dirge will I upraise,
But waft the angel on her flight with a Paean of old days!"


Blessings:
BluesMan

The Haunted Palace - by Edgar Allen Poe

In the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace—
Radiant palace—reared its head.
In the monarch Thought's dominion—
It stood there!
Never seraph spread a pinion
Over fabric half so fair!

Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow,
(This—all this—was in the olden Time long ago,)
And every gentle air that dallied,
In that sweet day,
Along the ramparts plumed and pallid,
A wingèd odor went away.

Wanderers in that happy valley,
Through two luminous windows, saw
Spirits moving musically,
To a lute's well-tunèd law,
Round about a throne where, sitting (Porphyrogene!)
In state his glory well befitting,
The ruler of the realm was seen.

And all with pearl and ruby glowing
Was the fair palace-door,
Through which came flowing, flowing, flowing,
And sparkling evermore,
A troop of Echoes, whose sweet duty
Was but to sing,
In voices of surpassing beauty,
The wit and wisdom of their king.

But evil things, in robes of sorrow,
Assailed the monarch's high estate.
(Ah, let us mourn!—for never morrow
Shall dawn upon him desolate!)
And round about his home, the glory
That blushed and bloomed
Is but dim-remembered story
Of the old time entombed.

And travellers now, within that valley,
Through the red-litten windows see
Vast forms, that move fantastically
To a discordant melody,
While, like a ghastly rapid river,
Through the pale door
A hideous throng rush out forever
And laugh—but smile no more.


Blessings:
BluesMan