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 shall return. May our loving Father welcome home whoever it was ahead of us today.
A thousand ages in Thy sight
Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.
Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Be Thou our guard while life shall last,
And our eternal home.
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We buried "Lizzie" after a short friendship. Lily and Jack love lizards. They have become a true delight for them since our move to Florida. Lizzie did not look to be well after a recent cold front and we kept him (her?) inside overnight. The next day Lizzie was dead, belly up. Lily asked to have a graveside burial so she led the proceedings. Overall I think it was a respectful and joyous celebration of life. Maybe Lizzie needed some cod liver/butter oil? Don't forget to keep yours in stock for dental, immune, brain, gut health and more! Green Pasture also has so many other high-quality products. Link below. Remember to use "ALISON" as your promo code at check-out for 10% off.
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I haven’t posted in a few days because my life has been entirely consumed by leading the opposition to the 195-ft 5G cell tower planned for my neighbor’s property. Others have warned me that this is a full time job and they weren’t joking. I was knocking on doors Thursday night til 9PM. We are making progress and I hope to have a livestream this week with attorneys. It’s incredible what I’ve learned in such a short time - and nothing good about the impending onslaught of the technosphere into our lives. Anyway, one funny moment occurred yesterday when Lily came rushing into my office during a 3.5 hour phone call and told me that “Jack did something he isn’t supposed to do.” The kids have been incredible little troopers this week; going with me to notary meetings, waiting patiently for a late dinner, dealing with mommy on the phone all the time. Hopefully life returns to quiet soon and we enjoy de-stressing without a cell tower blocking the sunset behind our farm. DON’T ...
