For all celebrating the resurrection of Jesus today, here is one of my favorite hymns. My grandmother told me once that when she was babysitting a 3-year-old Alison on Easter in Pennsylvania many years ago, she caught me sitting very close to the TV, intently watching a program that seemed intense for a child. She said, “Alison what are you watching?” Apparently I was watching an Easter history special. I turned to her with equal intensity and replied, “What’s the matter Granny? Haven’t you ever heard of the resurrection of Jesus Christ?!”
“I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless
Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness
Where is death's sting?
Where, grave, thy victory?
I triumph still, if Thou abide with me.”
—“Abide With Me” by Henry Francis Lyte
I walked out around dusk to find our rooster, Hei Hei, in the mouth of a fox after what appeared to have been quite a struggle on his part. I sprinted as fast as I could, yelling like I was on fire, and the fox let go. Miraculously, Hei Hei walked away, though he lost quite a few feathers. It took him less than 12 hours to go back to sneak attacking me. No good deed goes unpunished! If you’re fighting off foxes, gain that extra few seconds for help to come by taking your cod liver/butter oil! https://www.greenpasture.org/ Use promo code “ALISON” at check out for 10% off. It’s great for mind, gut, stamina and immune system. Plus, there are all kinds of great products on Green Pasture’s site.
We were stuck for 2 hours on the Sunshine Skyway bridge over Tampa Bay today due to a fatal accident. Watching everyone get out of their vehicles, take selfies, throw footballs, fish, and wonder when they’d get home - while someone was dead just yards ahead - reminded me of my days in TV news, which were filled with these odd juxtapositions of both the most humbling moments and those of routine frivolity. Most people were probably just hoping the road would reopen, though perhaps for a few seconds they considered the life and death of the person up ahead. It will be the same for all of us someday. Few will remember or even care. Even those who are hoping money or power will save them, those who may end up in a history book, will still meet the same fate. And though this seems a morose Easter message, I find it to be oddly fitting for the day we Christians remember our only hope. There is no identity that will last, no bank account, fame or statue that will save us - for dust we are and to dust we ...
We are enjoying a combined family vacation this weekend with @VivaFrei and a routine night fishing turned into quite the adventure. A fish stole the pole then Lynn used his USMC combat diving skills to retrieve both the pole - and the fish still attached! If you’d like the endurance and strength of a USMC combat diver without having to go to endless wars, grab some cod liver/butter oil and more at https://www.greenpasture.org/ and use promo code “ALISON” at checkout.
At the end of the day, we pay. The cause may be what it may be, we still pay. A wasteful war does not help.
Farmers warn of food price spike as war drives up fuel and fertilizer costs - YouTube
