Thank you, David Brooks, for saying what so many will not say.

The Rush to Therapy

Labels: Social Observation

(and it's not the Loch Ness monster):


I KNEW we'd find a reason to disparage golf.

Golf balls: 'Humanity's signature litter'

Labels: Social Observation

Reading Al Mohler's blog this morning I could hardly believe my eyes. He cites the latest issue of The Economist and its proclamation that the population "problem" is "solving itself". How?

Well, in large part because of draconian measures that China and other countries have taken, measures that include mass sterilization, forced abortions the toleration of female infanticide. While staying a millimeter away from putting its stamp of approval on these tactics, The Economist proclaims that "it has worked" and is benefitting all of us by making maternity wards almost obsolete in some places.

I couldn't help but be reminded of this verse:


And just think, if it weren't for many of us families who have more than 2.1 children, the world would be an even cleaner, more educated, more enlightened, more sophisticated place where the few people left could enjoy life without pollution, hunger, global warming, crime, disease....and grandbabies.

Falling Fertility Makes for Happy Economists

Labels: Babies, Social Observation, Theater of the Absurd

We've had a great week with family and friends, a great day today in worship, and a lovely Sunday afternoon to begin a new week...

The week began with a visit from my inlaws. They drove down from Ft. Worth on Monday and stayed until Thursday, joining in many of our regular activities and then throwing in some of their own, like a birthday card (complete with money) for ALL of the kids and grandkids--no matter when their birthdays are!

The day they left, we were honored with a visit from brand-new friends that we've previously known only through their blogs. Fletch and Kendra stayed in San Antonio through the weekend and worshiped with us this morning. They're now on their way home, but we have a feeling we'll be seeing them again soon. (And if you wonder why her blog is called Preschoolers and Peace, here's a clue from our afternoon together:)


So we're one step closer to being forced to write a yearly check to pay for all those people who can't afford or don't want to buy health care insurance. Early next year it will be universal internet access. And after that, Red Lobster access for all. It's clear, friends, that the entitlement mentality NEVER ends. Once we get universal health care, there will be something else that not everyone can afford but feels entitled to, and that will be the next public crusade. The camel's nose, along with his forelegs, are already in the tent. The goal is to make sure that we even out all the differences between what people can afford by increasing the already long list of universal rights. Ugh. Sometimes I'm glad that I'm already 55, but I cringe at the world we're leaving our grandkids.

We've had pouring rain today. I love rainy days. And Mondays. They don't get me down.

And despite the complainings of some members of my family, I like changing back from Daylight Savings Time to REAL time. The earlier light in the morning helps me get going!

The Ft. Hood massacre this week was intensely sobering to me. Part of it is the geographical closeness to us (in fact the gunman is now in the same hospital here in San Antonio where I receive a lot of my treatment); part of it is the frightening element of having murders like this committed by a uniformed officer of the U.S. military; there's the compound tragedy of a pregnant woman and her unborn child dying; and there's that increasing sense of needing to look over my shoulder and wonder who's next.

CJ needs to stop with the homemade bagels. Oh wow. Something new to put cream cheese on.

It was another morning experiencing the richness of hymns in our worship. Each week some verse of some hymn speaks loudly to me or some circumstance in my life. I leave you with these words from the last verse of "O Worship the King"...



I'd stay, but the bagels are calling. Have a great week!

Labels: Family, Food, Friendship, Music, News, ObamaNation

Once in a while I run across a blog post that stops me in my tracks and convicts me about my skewed perspective. Today, that post is by Terry at Breathing Grace. Wow.

Perspective. Or How I'm Learning Not to Sweat the Small Stuff

Labels: Devotional

(Nov. 5) -- From their very first days, the cries of newborns already bear the mark of the language their parents speak, scientists now find.

French newborns tend to cry with rising melody patterns, slowly increasing in pitch from the beginning to the end, whereas German newborns seem to prefer falling melody patterns, findings that are both consistent with differences between the languages.

This suggests infants begin picking up elements of language in the womb, long before their first babble or coo.

Labels: Babies, Sanctity of Life, Science

Ayn Rand knew what caused our economic crisis; why don't we?

The answer is rather simple.

Government and those that proclaim it can solve so many of our problems – regardless of their party.

In 1959, in an interview with Mike Wallace, Ayn Rand posited that:

“A free economy will not break down. All depressions are caused by government interference and the cure that is always offered . . . is more of the same poisons that caused the disasters.”

Read more here.

Labels: Money, ObamaNation, Political Observation

Watch this chilling video.

Women Choose Abortion

hat tip: The Papa

Labels: Sanctity of Life, Social Observation

Labels: ObamaNation

Continuing my consideration of the prosperity gospel and its false teachers, I always want to make sure that if it can be preached with truth here, it will preach anywhere. Not that this alone makes it true, but a failure to translate to another culture automatically disqualifies it and should send up red flags. Sadly, the proliferation of American TV in Africa is infecting that continent with one of our most shameful exports. Watch and weep.

The Prosperity Gospel from The Global Conversation on Vimeo.

via JT

Labels: Social Observation, Theater of the Absurd