Tuesday, September 22, 2020

First Day of Fall

"Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay."
Robert Frost, 1923

Fall is my favorite season, and I'm so looking forward to celebrating here up north.  We've noticed that we have a maple tree in our front yard, so we are definitely looking forward to the leaves changing color, the cooler weather, the crispness in the air.  It already has started to feel like fall, and I am all in for it.  

We're going to seek out corn mazes, covered bridges, hayrides and the like.  We're going to celebrate this season in our new environment. 

I hope you are able to do the same.

Monday, September 21, 2020

Mitchuation Update: Off the Road, Again


We're back home from a flying trip to Texas for the wedding.  It was great to see family and to spend time with them.  To see friends at the wedding and take a part.  The only downside there is that everything moved too quickly.

The part that I do not miss is the drive.  I am so glad that is behind us and that we will not be making a substantial drive again for a while.  We did both legs straight: 14 hours going, 13.5 coming back.  Add in losing an hour yesterday coming back home and we're a family of just plain worn out people.

I've told Jamie I think I'm getting too old for that long in a car.  Especially, as I'm not one who gets to sprawl out in the back seat anymore.  We were near loaded to the brim both ways, so everyone stayed in their seat.  I only got to swap back and forth from driver to passenger seat, and neither really allows one to stretch out at all.

My back can't take it and I'm definitely looking forward to the chiropractor this week.

The next trip back I think we are flying.  And then Christmas, I think I've convinced her to break up the return trip at least. 

It's funny how we change.  I'm one who has made more 4-5 hour trips in the car than I can count.  Went home from Austin to Buna a lot.  Went from Baylor to Buna a lot.  Went from Wills Point to Buna and to Austin.  And while those could start wearing on you, I could generally keep up.

I loved long road trips as well.  We generally could spread out, just the three kids.  Taking turns as to who got the back row all to themselves to lay down and spread out.

I understand now why those were not as fun for Mom and Dad.  Driving or just being a passenger in the front seat does not carry near the fascination.

At any rate, we're back home for a while.  Next month, family is coming our direction, so we'll look forward to having them here and showing them around.

Posts should pick up a bit more regularly, including one this week about why it is so hard to write in 2020.

Hope you are all having a great start to the week.

As always, thank you for reading.

Sunday, September 20, 2020


Yesterday marked a personal first - I performed my first wedding ceremony.  One of Jamie's students, and the daughter of her best friend, had requested that I officiate her wedding.  She made the request over a year ago, while we still lived in Texas.  I was to officiate, Avalyn was to be the flower girl, and Jude was to carry a sign.  Much has changed over this past year, but this request remained, only Jude got upgraded to ring bearer.  

It is for this reason I recently got ordained by the Universal Life Church.  Non-denominational online church primarily designed for ordaining wedding officiants.  Ideally, I would have found a way to be ordained through our denomination.  I have been ordained as a deacon a couple of churches ago, and have filled in giving a message a couple of times, but am not ordained as a minister.  This at least got me legal as an officiant.

Last night was a beautiful ceremony.  For my part, I was short and sweet, keeping my thoughts/message very brief, and moving right into the vital parts of the ceremony.  Having Jude and Avalyn a part of the ceremony made it an even more special night for our family.

I don't know when I'll ever put this to use again.  I don't see when I'll be asked, especially with the now near 12 hour distance between us and most family and friends.  But for a once in a lifetime opportunity, it was pretty special.

Congratulations John and Ashlyn!  Many blessings on you as you continue forward in your marriage! 

Saturday, September 19, 2020

Talk Like A Pirate Day

In honor of National Talk Like a Pirate Day, a bit of poetry, from Robert Louis Stevenson.

Three of us afloat in the meadow by the swing,
Three of us aboard in the basket on the lea.
Winds are in the air, they are blowing in the spring,
And waves are on the meadow like the waves there are at sea.

Where shall we adventure, to-day that we're afloat,
Wary of the weather and steering by a star?
Shall it be to Africa, a-steering of the boat,
To Providence, or Babylon, or off to Malabar?

Hi! but here's a squadron a-rowing on the sea—
Cattle on the meadow a-charging with a roar!
Quick, and we'll escape them, they're as mad as they can be,
The wicket is the harbour and the garden is the shore.

Pirate Story, Robert Louis Stevenson

A fun and silly holiday to divert our attention from the doom and gloom that seems to be this year.  Hope you get to enjoy today however you talk, and drink up me hearties yo-ho!

Friday, September 18, 2020


"Women belong in all the places where decisions are being made. ... It shouldn't be that women are the exception."

Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg passed away today at the age of 87.  An iconoclast, she remained a vital advocate for gender equality and women's rights right up to her passing. It is not a stretch to say her advocacy and legal career created the framework for modern gender discrimination law.  Her tireless work as an attorney for the ACLU and as a judge and Supreme Court justice, only the second woman nominated to the Supreme Court, remain a bedrock foundation in this area.  

The work is really what saved me, because I had to concentrate on reading the briefs, doing a draft of an opinion, and I knew it had to get done. So I had to get past whatever my aches and pains were just to do the job.”

Ginsburg had been fighting pancreatic cancer for a long time.  Despite this diagnosis, she remained determined to be active on the court.  When Justice John Paul Stevens retired in 2010, Ginsburg became the oldest serving Supreme Court Justice on the court.  She wore that distinction with pride, hoping to emulate Justice Brandeis, with nearly 23 years on the court, and Justice Stevens, with nearly 35 years on the court.  Her tenure provided her 27 years on the court, and made her the fourth longest serving justice of all time.

If we follow the precedent set in 2016 with Merrick Garland, no nominee should be named to fill Ginsburg's vacancy on the Supreme Court until after the election.  President Obama had nominated Garland in March 2016, but the Senate refused to hear the nomination, arguing that the next elected president should fill the vacancy.  It was too close to the election.  With it being mid-September and the election at the very beginning of November, surely the Republican party will have the integrity to maintain the same position this year? Sadly, it doesn't look like it.

It will fall to the millions of people Notorious RBG has inspired to keep up the fight.  It looks like it will continue to be a long one.

"People ask me sometimes...'When will there be enough women on the court?'

And my answer is: 'when there are nine.'"

Monday, September 14, 2020

Psalm 51

 “Have mercy on me, O God, according to your steadfast love; according to your abundant mercy blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin! For I know my transgressions, and my sin is ever before me. Against you, you only, have I sinned and done what is evil in your sight, so that you may be justified in your words and blameless in your judgment. Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity, and in sin did my mother conceive me. Behold, you delight in truth in the inward being, and you teach me wisdom in the secret heart. Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones that you have broken rejoice. Hide your face from my sins, and blot out all my iniquities. Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me. Cast me not away from your presence, and take not your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and uphold me with a willing spirit. Then I will teach transgressors your ways, and sinners will return to you. Deliver me from bloodguiltiness, O God, O God of my salvation, and my tongue will sing aloud of your righteousness. O Lord, open my lips, and my mouth will declare your praise. For you will not delight in sacrifice, or I would give it; you will not be pleased with a burnt offering. The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise. Do good to Zion in your good pleasure; build up the walls of Jerusalem; then will you delight in right sacrifices, in burnt offerings and whole burnt offerings; then bulls will be offered on your altar.

‭‭Psalm‬ ‭51:1-19‬ ‭ESV‬‬

I’ve been reading through the Psalms with Avalyn each time it’s my night to get her to sleep. This evening we got to Psalm 51, which has become one of my favorites over the years. This dates back to undergraduate where I was part of the choir at First Baptist Georgetown and we would sing a beautiful choral arrangement of this piece. When I read it, I still go through the vocal arrangement of the song, not necessarily the written words in the Bible. 

There are so many portions of this passage that get referenced and rightly so. What keeps jumping out to me now, though, is less taught. Less focused on, at least from my reflection. 

Verse 16 seems to perfectly encapsulate one of the great struggles that we have in our lives. “For You do not desire sacrifice, or else I would give it;”. A recognition of that pattern where we have tried to bargain with God to let us feel right with him, but still keep doing what we want. “All I have to do is just bring a sacrifice to the altar and then I can do what I want. I don’t have to change anything else.”  David recognizes this pattern we can get into of wanting to do something for our salvation, wanting to do something to feel better about our lives, but not being willing to make the change that God really wants. Because the truth is that a physical sacrifice could be less costly. But rather,  “You do not delight in burnt offering.” 

That is not what God wants from us. What God wants is much more costly. It costs us everything. For us to recognize how broken we are, to admit how broken we are, and to ask him, to allow him to fix it. That is subsequently the sacrifice of least physical value and most taxing cost. 

We get this reminder throughout scripture. “I desire mercy, not sacrifice.”  This verse quoted by Jesus is another of my favorites. Part of that idea that while we are to be working out our salvation and participating in good works, that is not ultimately what God desires of us. He desires our humility, he desires us to be loving, he desires us to be merciful. For these are the qualities that He has displayed to us. 

It’s a good reminder both for when I get too overwhelmed I’m doing things for God and for when I get too caught up in myself, trying to keep doing things my own way. 

Purge me, wash me, restore my joy. 

Friday, September 11, 2020

9-11 - And There Came A Day

 "A day there was of monumental villainy.  A day when a great nation lost its innocence and naked evil stood revealed before a stunned and shattered world.

A day there was when a serpent struck a sleeping giant, a giant who will sleep no more.  Soon shall the serpent know the wrath of the might, the vengeance of the the just.

A day there was when Liberty lost her heart - and found the strength within her soul."

Stan Lee

" 'And There Came a Day, A Day Unlike Any Other...'

'when Earth's mightiest heroes found themselves united against a common threat.'

Those words were originally written about the Avengers, a band of fictional heroes battling fictional foes.  But they apply as well to the harrowing events of September 11, 2001, and to the men and women who responded to those events.

The firefighters, police, and emergency workers who plunged into danger to aid the trapped and injured.

The rescue personnel of other cities, other states, who came without being called - some who drove all night to come to New York and do what they could.

The ordinary citizens who dropped everything to walk to the site and offer their help.  So great was the turnout that in the end, volunteers were turned away.  There were too many - too many men and women lining up to risk their lives to aid their fellow man.

New York journalist Katie Roiphe may have put it best when she wrote, simply, 'We also have men who are wiling to die for an idea.'

To those who came, those who helped, those who died trying to save others: We thank you. We honor you. We will never forget your heroism."

Kurt Busiek 

Thursday, September 10, 2020

The Bottom Is Out of The Tub

Have we finally reached it?  Are we finally at bottom?  The last straw?

There has been a great downward spiral of news regarding the President over the past couple of weeks. There were reports from Michael Cohen’s tell-all book. Beyond revealing information entirely consistent with Trump’s past record on misogyny and  sexual proclivities (commenting on Cohen’s 15 year old daughter) and revealing the secret of the infamous comb-over, Cohen revealed Trump’s apparent true feelings toward the evangelical movement.  “Can you believe that bullshit?  Can you believe people believe that bullshit?”  This was after a laying on of hands for prayer before he was elected. This might be one main reason why you don’t turn on your fixer.  This shouldn’t be surprising to those paying attention as he has consistently misrepresented the Christian faith when he tries to affect it.  If we know the followers of Christ by their fruit, he has never demonstrated any. 

Then there was the article in The Atlantic that was independently corroborated by even Fox News revealing Trump’s comments behind not attending an American cemetery in France. Calling wounded veterans and dead American soldiers “losers” and “suckers”. Again, not surprising as we have seen how he similarly disparaged John McCain for being a prisoner of war. 

Now we have one of the largest bombshells of them all - that he told Bob Woodward over a series interviews that he knew how deadly the COVID-19 virus was but he deliberately downplayed it. In a February 7 interview he relayed, “This is deadly stuff.”  “You just breathe the air and that’s how it’s passed.”  Then later, on March 19, he revealed “I always wanted to play it down. I still like to play it down because I don’t want to create a panic.”  Trump knew how deadly and serious this virus should be treated and he deliberately mislead the American people. We are still feeling the impact from that decision from having the virus still raging on to having his most ardent supporters still convinced it’s all a hoax.  Not to mention knowing there could have been around 59,999 lives saved at least had we acted sooner and treated this as severely as he knew it should have been. 

The bottom is out of the tub.

I have to believe people are finally starting to realize the con man that this president is. I know there will be ardent supporters who believe he is the second coming. I can’t wrap my brain around how they can believe it, but I can acknowledge the fact that they are out there. I do see him losing supporters from these revelations. From the veterans who cannot support him based on his complete lack of understanding of the purpose of sacrifice, to evangelicals who see that he is not one of them, there are cracks in his base. 

This does not mean we must not be vigilant. This election still requires us in record numbers rejecting his presidency. It requires citizens of this country putting country over party, particularly as their elected officials are so loathe to do so.  It requires us holding our president to the ideals that we have founded this country on. 

Someone who recognizes sacrifice. 

Someone who has beliefs in something bigger than they are. 

And someone who conveys the truth, especially when it’s hard and leads us through. 

I can’t tell you who to vote for in November. I can’t tell you which other candidate to chose. But I can tell you that Trump does not fit any of those descriptions. 

That man is not Trump. 

Wednesday, September 9, 2020

The West Coast Burns

Parts of Washington, Oregon, California, Idaho, Nevada, Arizona, and Utah are under critical and elevated risks of wildfires and fire weather, according to the National Weather Service.  Oregon is under a wildfire emergency and evacuations have been ordered across the state.  California is surpassing its wildfire record, as is Washington.  In Washington, more acres burned on Labor Day than in the past twelve years.

The West Coast Burns.

We've had the joke crisis and memetic crisis that 2020 has brought - the murder hornets, the Chinese seed packages, the Dr. Pepper shortage.  Now though, we are seeing the devastating effects of Mother Nature, from the intense hurricane season and the devastation in Western Louisiana, to the rampant wildfire season across the West Coast now.

We are seeing the effects of global climate change on our world.  We are being given a reminder that Mother Nature remains the most powerful force to wipe us off the map, and otherwise greatly impact our lives.

The images are unaltered, unfiltered images from California and Oregon showing the red skies resulting from the wildfires.  A result of smoke filtering the different wavelengths of light, blocking the shorter frequencies of blue and green, but allowing the longer frequencies of red and orange.  

They give an apocalyptic appearance.  An eerie glow.

They should startle us all.

For those of the belief, pray for the West Coast.  Add them to your prayers alongside the people of Western Louisiana.  They are going to need them.


Tuesday, September 8, 2020

Media Bias; A Reminder


Today is time for a couple of reminders.  Particularly regarding media bias and our responsibilities.  This will be of a great import over the next couple of months, as we get closer and closer to perhaps one of the most important elections of our lifetimes.

Both charts are designed to be aids in our personal navigation of the news and the world around us.  Designed for how we process information and how we do it better.

The chart above is an updated version of the Media Bias chart.  It can be found here.  The idea is to prefer to obtain news primarily from sources in the green box.  The Most Reliable news sources.  Or at least to recognize the bias of the news organization when you uses sources lower down and farther to the sides.

Likewise, the following infographic is a reminder on our own responsibility to check the information that you are receiving.  To do your own research, still a truth worth sharing no matter how much it has been misused and abused by Q and his followers in QAnon.

The goal of both images is not to shame us for falling into the traps of less reputable news.  The goal is to help us move to information more trustworthy.  To help us share more truthful information.  To help us believe more truthful information.

It is for us to change, to grow, and to improve.

What should be the goal for us all.

Monday, September 7, 2020

Labor Day 2020

"On Labor Day, we are reminded that jobs are about more than a paycheck. They afford us the ability to take care of our family, friends, and neighbors; to save for that well-deserved retirement; to give back to our communities and the country we would do anything for. Jobs allow us to dream, to look toward the future, and to encourage our children to do the same. Though there is much more to do until all our men and women have the rights and respect they need to thrive in their workplaces, on this occasion, let us recommit to standing together and resolving to create change. If we do, I am confident we can reach new heights for ourselves, for our children, and for generations to come."
President Barack Obama, September 5, 2016

Today we honor American labor and the contributions workers have made to the strength, prosperity, laws, and well-being of this country.  To the blood, sweat, and tears that have gone into the construction of our country, to the infrastructure that makes its backbone, and to the role that labor plays in our society today.

To those who have the day off, enjoy it.  To those that must continue to labor, we thank you.

To all, remember, it's more than just grilling or time off.  It's a recognition of the work it took to get here.  It's for the dream of a better work life in our future and for our posterity.

This year, perhaps Labor Day takes on a particular significance, as we are all longing for the ability to go back to normal.  To be back at work in offices. To be back at work period.  A greater recognition of the purpose of labor in our lives.  

To that end, may we celebrate all the more.

Happy Labor Day!

Sunday, September 6, 2020

Don't Matter How Raggly The Flag, It Still Got to Tie Us Together

Yesterday, we took the opportunity to visit Newfields and the Indianapolis Museum of Art.  Our bank offers free visits to certain museums on the first of the month and Newfields and its grounds was one of the largest to visit in the Indianapolis area.  

It was our first museum that we have been able to visit in Indy, and it was great to be able to explore.  African, Asian, and Mediterranean art, Fashion and Design.  A special exhibit on Edward Hopper and his artwork of hotels in particular.

The piece that jumped out to us, though, the one that had the greatest impact was the piece of art shown above.  A representation of the flag by Thornton Dial.  Entitled Don't Matter How Raggly the Flag, It Still Got to Tie Us Together, Dial created the piece in 2003 out of mattress coils, chicken wire, clothing, can lids, found metal, plastic twine, wire, Splash Zone compound, enamel, and spray pain on canvas on wood.  

It's still unmistakably the flag.

The piece was set off in a separate room, used to highlight the purpose of art.  It was placed on the back wall of the room, and viewers were asked a prompt to start their evaluation of the art.

How does it make you feel?

There was a table with pencils and card stock for visitors to write and submit their responses.  The museum evaluated responses and the placed them on the side walls of the room.  The responses ranged from anger and disappointment with the country, to pride, to conflicted emotion.

Jamie submitted, as did Avalyn.  I did not, it took a little longer to come together.  My response is below.


This is us.

This piece of art is wholly symbolic of us.  Of U.S.(A.).  Of these United States of America.  Our history, our reality, and our future.

This isn't the version that we like to present of ourselves.  It's not the shining, exceptional, "Greatest Country in the World."  This isn't the perfect flag marking our national religion.

This is our reality.  A flag closer in relation to the war torn, battle scarred flag at Fort McHenry that inspired Francis Scott Key, than any we fly today.

This is a flag soaked in blood, born in blood, overpowering the white innocence of our ideals and blue perseverance of our character.  It reminds us of our struggles.  Of the conflicts of our past and the conflicts of our present.  How they pervade all aspects of our history and heritage.

A flag cobbled together from the common, from junk, hanging together by a thread.  In which there is still beauty, so long as it holds.

This is a flag that reveals why people both stand in reverence to the ideals of the nation and kneel in protest when we fail to uphold them.  A flag we would all do well to consider.

This piece does what art is supposed to do.  It moves us.  It makes us think.

It grows us by forcing us to reckon with it. To wrestle with it.  To be uncomfortable.

To hold a mirror to ourselves and say:

This is us.

Friday, September 4, 2020

Predictive Text

This is a test.  I thought it would be a fun exercise to see what could happen.  I've used Apple's predictive text to write a paragraph blog entry.  Purely to see what it would return.  Hopefully at some point in the future, I can try to run the blog entries through a bot and have it generate a post as well, just for the experience.

Below is what the predictive text returned.  I've just added punctuation.


The government has to have the legitimacy to a government of a better life and to have more lives than to have to pay their time to get it back and to check out our first day at a great.  We hope we get together again tomorrow morning.  I have some things that are going well and you will get it done, we can go out and to see what you want us for the day.  You can have the best friends ever again if they were the same person, I,  issues and I’m going through it to get it back in and out and get back into my mind that you can take the car morning.  I have been in my family since we were going through our trip through this weekend and then I can go get over there next day.  We are in our family for the weekend we will be home night for dinner.  I love our family has had our last Christmas. Here, we love.  We are in a little room for our Christmas here and I have to come over soon so we have some fun to be done.  We can do a good thing and then I can go back in to a place where you are going through it to get it and it’s so fun.  You have the time and you have it all right now to see you all over it again.  Thank Jesus is that we can go back in to a place and get a good night.  Has been an a good week of our New Post.  Was that a little more fun and a little better than that, but it’s not a big problem to be with the family.  In our life that you have been in our life we will continue praying.  Was that the last night you have our lives?  That I have a family, we have been in, and we can not get our life and I can have it and you know what you mean to us to be a great our life.  We are in the world.  This was our life together.  I hope has come all over our world next time you are in love.  Was that the best place in to this time?  The last time you will have the time and time we can have it all right next year or we are just looking at our schedule.  We are seeing you all day long because you are a very busy family.  I have to stay at this weekend so you could have it and then start looking to a house.  I would like you a happy day.  Today I have to be at the house.  Was that you have been there a little more and I would do a great with the family so we have both?  So happy and happy you all love and happy you all love is a new year new to new year of our lives.  We’ve had our new Christmas this year.  I am looking at that one I know I will be able see it and see what the next day you are and how much we love.  We know that we’re not together but we’ll get to the end soon.  We can do this afternoon.  We are in a little more than we have a good weekend so far and so much for the day.  I have been to a lot different so I’m just trying out my new house.


It's interesting what it picks up. It chooses commonly used words from the text inputed on my keyboard.  So, it's picking up blog entries on the government.  Family discussions. Scheduling.  Traveling.  Getting settled in the new house.  Holidays.  Travel.  The Posts on this blog.  

Sure, the text above really makes no sense, but I can see the breadcrumbs where all the content comes from.  I'd really like to see what a bot could do ingesting the 600 plus posts on this blog and seeing what it would spit out.

May we live interesting times indeed.

Wednesday, September 2, 2020

Two Americas

"But I'd like to use a subject from which to speak this afternoon, the Other America.

And I use this subject because there are literally two Americas. One America is beautiful for situation. And, in a sense, this America is overflowing with the milk of prosperity and the honey of opportunity. This America is the habitat of millions of people who have food and material necessities for their bodies; and culture and education for their minds; and freedom and human dignity for their spirits. In this America, millions of people experience every day the opportunity of having life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness in all of their dimensions. And in this America millions of young people grow up in the sunlight of opportunity.

But tragically and unfortunately, there is another America. This other America has a daily ugliness about it that constantly transforms the ebulliency of hope into the fatigue of despair. In this America millions of work-starved men walk the streets daily in search for jobs that do not exist. In this America millions of people find themselves living in rat-infested, vermin-filled slums. In this America people are poor by the millions. They find themselves perishing on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity.

In a sense, the greatest tragedy of this other America is what it does to little children. Little children in this other America are forced to grow up with clouds of inferiority forming every day in their little mental skies. As we look at this other America, we see it as an arena of blasted hopes and shattered dreams. Many people of various backgrounds live in this other America. Some are Mexican Americans, some are Puerto Ricans, some are Indians, some happen to be from other groups. Millions of them are Appalachian whites. But probably the largest group in this other America in proportion to its size in the Population is the American Negro."

As always, the words of Dr. King remain as prescient as ever. We see in our nation two Americas.  And I fear the divide has only gotten worse and we are seeing it play out across the country today.  

If we want a prime example, we can look at Kenosha, Wisconsin and the disparity between Jacob Blake and Kyle Rittenhouse.

For those unaware, Jacob Blake is a 29 year old African American man, the subject of the most recent police shooting to draw national attention.  On August 23, 2020, police were called to the scene of a domestic dispute, with a female caller alleging that Blake was not allowed to be on premises and had taken her keys.  According to other witnesses at the scene, Blake pulled up near six or seven women shouting at each other on the sidewalk.  Blake was trying to intervene and had three of his children in the backseat of the car.  Blake did have a warrant out for his arrest in connection with charges of third degree sexual assault, trespassing, and disorderly conduct in connection with domestic abuse.  These charges were filed by the woman who had called 911 on August 23.  According to police, the police were aware of these charges when they arrived at the scene.

When the police arrived, they attempted to subdue Blake.  They say he resisted and two officers used tasers on him.  Police allege he had a knife in his hands, though it was not initially seen, and that he fought forcefully with them.  When these initial methods of subduing Blake failed, an officer drew on Blake and shot at him seven times.  Three times missed, four times hit him in his back.  

Blake has been permanently paralyzed from the shots.  His three children witnessed the whole event. A bystander who recorded the event said Blake had no knife and was not being violent.

The shooting of Jacob Blake led to an eruption of protests across Kenosha, as early as August 24.  By August 26, the officers at the scene were placed on administrative leave.  Investigations into the shooting had begun.

The protests in Kenosha became riotous early.  Looting, fires, physical damage.  The National Guard was deployed on August 24 and a state of emergency was declared.  By August 25, vigilante citizens armed themselves and took to the streets to help "protect" Kenosha.

That brings us to Kyle Rittenhouse.  Rittenhouse is a 17 year old from Antioch, Illinois, twenty miles away from Kenosha.  Rittenhouse is a self-admitted "police admirer," participating in local police cadet programs and supporting Blue Lives Matter.  On August 25, Rittenhouse obtained an AR-15 and traveled to Kenosha to join with the "Kenosha Guard" militia.  It is unknown how the altercations started, though some witnesses have said that it began when Rittenhouse and other armed vigilantes confronted protestors starting a fire.  There is video of Rittenhouse being chased by protestors who are throwing things at him.  He then opens fire and kills one of the protestors, Joseph Rosenbaum.  He then makes a phone call where he is heard saying "I killed someone."  In another video, Rittenhouse is again chased by protestors before tripping.  While he is down, another protestor Anthony Huber, hits him with a skateboard and tries to take his rifle.  Rittenhouse shoots Huber in the chest, killing him.  A third protestor, Gaige Grosskreutz, then rushes toward Rittenhouse, who turns the gun towards him.  Grosskreutz backs off, then at some point, appears to pull a handgun.  He then moves toward Rittenhouse, who fires and hits him in the arm.  

The final video footage has Rittenhouse walking towards the police with the gun strapped around him and hands in the air.  Protestors are yelling at the police that he shot someone, that he killed someone.  They allow him to leave, somewhat appearing to not even acknowledge Rittenhouse.

Two criminals; two very different treatments.

And yes, you read that right - I'm calling Kyle Rittenhouse a criminal.  It was illegal for him to possess that weapon.  He also shot and killed two people, injured another.  Vigilantism is illegal.

Blake injured no one during the altercation that the police were called for, he was paralyzed.  Rittenhouse committed murder, and was allowed to freely leave the scene and state.  He is being charged with murder, but is also receiving enormous support for his defense.  Analysis also suggests that he is most certainly going to be able to successfully plead self-defense, despite placing himself in the situation in the first place (and thus arguably being the initial escalating party).

Beyond the treatment the two have received in the initial incident, we also see the two Americas in the way the two have been treated in the media and in the public conscious since.  Half of America has focused on painting Blake as a hardened criminal who essentially deserved the treatment he received.  This half paints Rittenhouse as a hero, who took the necessary steps to bring law and order back from the unruly protesters. 

The other half of America has pointed to the excessive nature of the police action against Blake, and the unnecessary actions of Rittenhouse.  Why would someone drive twenty miles to another town to protect property that was not their own with a deadly weapon if they didn't have an itch to use it?

That seems to be a point that Conservatives do not understand in this entire social unrest.  A point they continually misstate.  

George Floyd's name, Breona Taylor's name, Jacob Blake's name are not brought up repeatedly to portray them as heroes, as Conservatives like to say.  Their lives as fathers, brothers, sons, mothers, sisters, daughters, husbands, wives, boyfriends, and girlfriends are not brought up to portray them as saints.  

They are discussed to remind us that they are human, not some criminal other.

They are continually mentioned not to lift them up as examples of the people that we admire or promote, but to remind us that they didn't need to be shot.

To remind us that they didn't need to die.

In that context, their past doesn't matter.  They did not deserve to die in that interaction with the police.  It's that simple.

In that context, the Derek Chauvens, the Kyle Rittenhouses of the world cannot be seen as heroic.  They certainly should not be receiving donations through a Christian crowd funding site or receiving praise from elected officials and media personnel.

King closed his speech by confirming his belief that we will close the gap between the two Americas.  He believed it because he recognized a fundamental truth - we need each other.  That neither of the two Americas is sustainable without the other.  "The black man needs the white man to save him from his fear and the white man needs the black man to free him from his guilt.  We are tied together in so many ways, our language, our music, our cultural patterns, our material prosperity, and even our food are an amalgam of black and white."

I pray we see that day.  I pray that we reach the point where we can break through the two Americas into one united state.  Because our trajectory is not sustainable.  And it starts by refusing to buy into the singular narratives each side creates.  By seeking understanding.  By listening.  And hopefully, listening to the right voices.  Because in the long run, oppression will not win.  "The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends toward justice."

Or to put it another way - it's been a long time coming, but a change is going to come.

One day.

"And I say that if the inexpressible cruelties of slavery couldn't stop us, the opposition that we now face, including the so-called white backlash, will surely fail. We're gonna win our freedom because both the sacred heritage of our nation and the eternal will of the Almighty God are embodied in our echoing demands.

And so I can still sing "We Shall Overcome." We shall overcome because the arc of the moral universe is long but it bends toward Justice. We shall overcome because Carlyle is right, "No lie can live forever." We shall overcome because William Cullen Bryant is right, "Truth crushed to earth will rise again." We shall overcome because James Russell Lowell is right, "Truth forever on the scaffold, Wrong forever on the throne — Yet that scaffold sways the future." With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope.

With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discourse of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to speed up the day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and live together as brothers and sisters, all over this great nation. That will be a great day, that will be a great tomorrow. In the words of the Scripture, to speak symbolically, that will be the day when the morning stars will sing together and the sons of God will shout for joy."

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. - 1967

Tuesday, September 1, 2020

Marvelous at 81

Marvel Comics celebrated its 81st birthday yesterday.  The day commemorates the release of Marvel Comics #1 on August 31, 1939, featuring the first Marvel characters: The Human Torch and the Sub-mariner, as well as minor characters the noir detective the Angel, the western Masked Raider, and the jungle lord Ka-Zar.  The first print of 80,000 quickly sold out, leading to a second print that sold out of 800,000 copies.

Since then, Marvel has been a hit.  And in the decades since it has become a household name.  There have been lean periods.  The post Wertham Seduction of the Innocent period pre-1961, where all comics companies were struggling to find what genre would be a hit.  The Marvel bankruptcy and speculator boom and bust of the 1990s.  But the company has come through each with innovation and storytelling.  

All comic companies are facing a particularly difficult season this year, like other entertainment businesses.  Individual comics are still primarily sold through the direct market, a collection of small business comic shops across the country.  Margins are generally razor thin, and many comic shops have been going under even prior to the whole shutdown.  

To compound things, comics are primarily distributed through one company, Diamond Comic Distributors.  The shutdown and shipping restrictions meant that for nearly two months, no new comics were being shipped to comic shops, though there were finished products that could have been available and ready to ship.  Even digital copies of these issues were withheld from the digital storefronts.  The major publishers are just now starting to find a new rhythm for shipment, though the standard Wednesday shipment of all issues has come to an end.  The era of the Wednesday warrior is over.

Marvel's recent success with film has likewise ground to a halt, as Hollywood is still unsure how to proceed.  No one is lining up to return to movie theaters, though they are reopening across the country.  Marvel's last film in its old 20th Century Fox deal, The New Mutants, released last week, earning only $7 million, the lowest of any X-men film.  Marvel Studios tentpole Black Widow film is supposed to release in November, but with how this year has gone, who knows.  Production is likewise uncertain, as only certain countries are allowing filming to resume.

In recognition of this difficult year, Marvel has recently added an icon to its covers, visually similar to the old Comics Code Authority approval seal.  It's an image created by Diamond Comics Distributors, reminding us that this too shall pass.  

Our Comeback Will Be Bigger Than Our Setback.

That these momentary and fleeting afflictions shall not be the defining characteristic of our future.  It's a reminder that echoes the optimism inherent in Marvel Comics.  Echoes of that great moment in Amazing Spider-man #33, where Spider-man has been crushed under heavy machinery following a fight with Doctor Octopus.  Trapped there, he finds the situation hopeless; he's too exhausted from the fight, the machinery is too heavy, the situation is too impossible.  And yet, through grit and determination he finds the strength needed to lift the machinery off of him.  To fight on.  He remembered what he was fighting for.

It's an incredible two page sequence, one of the most remembered from Spider-man's storied past.

That's where Marvel and we are right now.  The situation looks dire, the weight seems too much.  But there is always hope.

Happy Birthday Marvel!  Keep reminding us to look up!

Saturday, August 29, 2020

Chadwick Boseman

Actor Chadwick Boseman passed away yesterday, Friday, August 28, 2020, from a four year long battle with colon cancer.   He was only 43.

Boseman had made a career out of playing icons of Black history and culture.  Jackie Robinson in 42.  Thurgood Marshall in Marshall.  James Brown in Get on Up.  King T'Challa in Black Panther.  His range was incredible.  Watch 42, then Get on Up, then Black Panther to see how fully he can create and embody a character.  Particularly those that are so varied and complex.

Boseman was also one of those superhero actors that seemed to transcend the role and become a superhero themself.  Like Christopher Reeve, Chris Evans, and Gal Gadot before him, he recognized the power and impact that he had as the Black Panther and used it to greatly impact those around him.  To know that most of his time spent in the role was spent during his battle with colon cancer, makes it even more heroic.

This one hits a little too close to home.  At 43, Boseman's death is a reminder of many things.  That we do not know how much time we will be granted on this earth, so let the important people in your life know how much they mean to you.  How much you love them.  And for the same reason, we should seek to do good to everyone around us.

It reminds us to not take our health for granted.  To get checked out by a doctor, to start colonoscopies and other routine checks when prescribed.  

His life over the past four years during his cancer diagnosis reminds us that we do not know what other people are struggling with.   What battles they are facing.  The general public knew nothing of his battle; from his presence on screen, you would think nothing was wrong.  Even in physically demanding roles like the Marvel movies.  That we could all face out battles with such resolve and grace.

In a time in this world in which we need superheroes more than ever, we have lost a bright shining example.  May we rise to the occasion.

Rest in Power, Chadwick Boseman.

Wednesday, August 26, 2020

Hurricane Laura

Hurricane Laura is now bearing down on Southeast Texas and Southwest Louisiana.  Now a Category 4 hurricane and potentially intensifying further, the storm is expected to make landfall around Sabine Pass on the border between the two states.  Landfall is expected early Thursday morning.

This is looking eerily similar to Hurricanes Rita and Ike, though potentially much more devastating.  Rita made landfall as a Category 3 storm; Ike a Category 2.  Already, meteorologists are preparing the region for a catastrophic storm surge, as far as 30 miles inland.  Upstream flooding is possible as far as Eastern Arkansas and the Ohio and Tennessee valleys.

For those from the region, the storm represents the worst of the two previous storms.  The intense wind damage of Hurricane Rita.  The extreme flooding of Hurricane Ike.  From my experience, Hurricane Rita devastated the power infrastructure in Buna, causing parts of the town to be without power for two months following the storm.  The were sections of land nearly clear cut from the removal of trees and other structures.  Ike destroyed my grandparents town, turning it into a lake from bridge to bridge.  Their house was up on beams, up a good three foot off the ground.  Water was still in their house up to the top cabinets.

I know evacuation is a long process.  One day I'll tell the story of driving into Houston to pickup my father at the airport the day Rita was to make landfall, trying to then evacuate to Austin.  It was a long day and hot drive.  So, believe me, I understand how difficult it can be to move even a few miles.  But this storm doesn't sound like the one to try to ride it out.  And many of you are under mandatory evacuation orders.  Please follow them - I hope you've already done so.

Though we are far away, our hearts are all with you there.  We're praying for you.  We're thinking of you.  We're keeping tabs on the storm's progress. 

Be careful.  Be smart.  Be safe.  Get to higher ground where you can.  And get far away if you can until this is all over.

Saturday, August 15, 2020


The big 40 today. It has been a very good start to this new year for me.  Time with Jamie’s family leading into it. And with good friends the week before. FaceTime with my family today and a lot of good goodies delivered to my door. And quality relaxing time with Jamie and the kids. 

I had thought of making this post a list of 40 things I’ve learned or some such. Instead, I think I’ll just take the opportunity to say thank you. To everyone who posted on the page, to everyone who texted or called, to everyone who Jamie got to write an email or note passing along your memories and wisdom, thank you. 

From the bottom of my heart, thank you for your well wishes. For your thought and prayers. For your friendship. For your time. For being there. 

Thank you for being a support in times when needed. For being a kick in the pants when that was called for too. 

In America especially we like to think that the it’s still possible to be the lone wolf.  The rugged individual in need of no one, pulling one’s self up by their boots straps. 

But the truth is, I am who I am because of all of you. And for all you added to my life. 

I tried to thank everyone who posted on Facebook, adding likes to the comments on other people’s posts and commenting back to those who posted on mine. If I missed anyone, I apologize and please accept my thanks. 

It has been a great day, and hopefully the start of a great new year. I look at what all 39 brought and all the changes we went through. We are in such a different and better place now.   I’m just excited to see what is next. 

Again, thank you all. I love you and goodnight. 

Friday, August 14, 2020

Happy Birthday Mom!

I share this picture a lot, largely because it’s one of my favorites. My mom and I many years ago now.  I love it because it shows a bond we’ve shared throughout the years, there from the beginning.

We’re connected in so many ways. Mom and first born. Mom and son. And in having back to back birthdays.  This last one was a situation where having similar tastes in cakes really worked out. 

It’s been different not getting to celebrate together, but we make the best of it.  And we know that our hearts are connected no matter the physical distance.

To Mom, I hope you have a wonderful day. I hope it has been bright and wonderful. And I can’t wait until we can celebrate together again. 

We miss you, we love you, and we wish you all the best!

Happy Birthday Mom!

Thursday, August 13, 2020

A Prayer for the Start of School

Though Avalyn started school two and a half weeks ago, I recognize many schools across the country are starting back now, or in the near future.  This year has made it very interesting to plan for a prayer for the start of school, because this year is so abnormal.  Some schools are going back though modified, some are starting virtually first, then planning to go back, others still are planning for both, not knowing exactly yet what they plan to do.  

It's in this environment I would like to offer a prayer for this 2020-2021 school year.  For the students, the parents, and the faculty involved.


Dear Heavenly Father,

We come to you in a time of uncertainty and stress.  Facing a year that has already tested us and an upcoming school year which we are not prepared for.  A time in which we desperately want things to get back to normal, but recognize that it may not be for a long time yet.

It's in this environment in which we pray for, above all else, grace and mercy this year.

Lord may we find your grace, amazing grace, upon us.  May you protect us and guide us through this school year.  May you watch over all the students and keep them healthy and safe.  May you lead them to be kind to each other.  If nothing else, may they be kind.  May they wear their masks, may they learn to wash their hands well.  May they find a way to be friends and friendly even through social distancing.  May they listen to and help their teachers, not adding any additional stresses.  May their innocence and youth guide us through this difficult time.

May you watch over the teachers and grant them wisdom and patience.  May you give them grace in their interactions with their students. With parents who may not agree with the school's precautions.  With other faculty who might make things more challenging.  May they find joy, even in this chaos.  May they find the ability to give themselves grace when this year does not go as planned.  When everything changes on a daily basis.  May they give themselves permission to relax and let go.

May you watch over the parents who are trying to balance it all.  Praying that school continues to go forward, praying they don't have to work from home, make sure the kids are doing their school online and also try to get everything done around the house.  May they find grace in their interactions with teachers, recognizing they too are trying to figure out how to navigate this crazy time.  

May we all grant each other the grace to recognize that we're all trying our best in a very challenging situation.

May we be agents of grace in making someone else's day better, brighter in some small way.

May we be agents of your grace in finding the good, even now.

May we be merciful.

When school goes back to virtual after being open.

When the school gets its first case of COVID-19.

When it's just gotten to be too much.

May we be merciful.

And let us find you.

Let us find you in the ability for kids to play together for the first time.

Let us find you in the new resemblance of a routine.

Let us find you in a Zoom call.

At the dinner table after school is out.

In the pickup and drop off line.

Let us see you more clearly in this time.

For that is how we will get through it.

We thank you for all you have brought us through and we pray for your wisdom for this year.

In your most precious name,


Tuesday, August 11, 2020

That's Enough 2020

You know, we've handled the quarantine.  We've handled masks.  We've handled social distancing and work from home.  This may be a step too far.

Dr. Pepper is having a shortage.

Dr. Pepper is my coffee.  I've never really developed a taste for hot beverages, coffee even less so.  For a dose of caffeine, the Dr. is my drug.

I'm working on drinking far less of it and trying to limit it to the weekends at most, but this week is a semi-staycation and with the big birthday coming up, it's been a little more regular in our house.  

It's my addiction.  Not a good one, as if there are any good addictions, but at times a necessary one.  It keeps me awake on long road trips.  It helps combat the grogginess after a long night.  

It's the perfect pair for a hamburger, or pizza.

It's a taste of Texas in our new home.

It's making this pandemic bearable.

At this point, can we go back to the toilet paper shortage.

Seriously, it's time to go stock up.   

So, again, enough 2020.  No more.

Let's turn this around and move on to happier things.

Saturday, August 1, 2020

National Spider-man Day

Today is national Spider-man Day, celebrating 58 years of the amazing, spectacular wall-crawler.  First appearing in Amazing Fantasy 15, August 1962, everyone’s neighborhood friendly Spider-man has since become an international icon. 

“With great power, there must also come great responsibility.”  More than anything, the years of Spider-man material have served to remind us of the characters great motto. A variation of the promise that “to whom much is given, much is demanded.”  That we are responsible for how we live our lives. What we do with what we are given. How we improve the world around us. And how we care for those around us. 

That we have a responsibility that extends beyond ourselves.  And in this current environment, I cannot think of a better reminder for us. A reminder that we have all been entrusted with some amount of power. And it is our responsibility to wield it well. That it is in our power to protect our neighbor, to help prevent the spread of this virus. And we have the responsibility to do so. That we have the power to make others’ lives better during this crisis. The power to help provide meals, provide aid, provide support, provide an ear. And we have the responsibility to do so. 

That we have the power to be kind, and we have a responsibility to do so. 

There’s a meme that goes around that says “always be yourself, unless you can be Batman. Always be Batman.”  Let’s change that. Batman is a little extreme, and potentially a little psychotic depending on the writer. Spider-man is a lot more balanced and teaches us a more valuable lesson. 

Let’s be Spider-man. 

Excelsior, true believers!

Thursday, July 30, 2020

First Day of School

Today is the first day of school here in Indiana.  They've gone to a schedule that allows a little more flexibility in the year, so we start really early, but get three two week break periods throughout the school year and get done before Memorial Day. 

Avalyn is going to 1st grade and is attending Elementary school here. They are meeting in person with accommodations and it went well for today. 

Avalyn is looking forward to school. She’s ready to make more friends. Jamie and I have commented how it’s so weird her being the first one to leave the house on a regular basis. It’s an adjustment but we’ll get used to it. 

Hopefully this is the start of a great, though very different school year. We’ll keep you posted on her progress and how we are dealing with this crazy year as well.                                

Tuesday, July 28, 2020

Olivia de Havilland

By studio - Flickr, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=26528818

Award winning actress Dame Olivia de Havilland passed away Saturday, July 25, 2020.  She was 104 year old.  Over her career, she appeared in 49 films and was one of the leading actresses of her time.  That career spanned 74 years, up to narrating a documentary in 2009 at the age of 93, and included such well remembered films as The Adventures of Robin Hood with Errol Flynn and Gone With the Wind.  de Havilland was the last surviving cast member of Gone With the Wind.  

She was also famous for her long-running feud with her sister Joan Fontaine, one that had its roots in their childhood.  This feud first came to a head in 1942, when de Havilland and Fontaine were both nominated for an Academy Award for Best Actress‍—‌de Havilland for Hold Back the Dawn and Fontaine for Suspicion. When Fontaine's name was revealed as the winner, de Havilland reacted graciously, saying "We've got it!"  Fontaine rejected de Havilland's attempts to congratulate her, leaving the other offended and embarrassed.  The reverse would happen in 1947 when de Havilland accepted her first offer.  The feud would reach a fever pitch in 1975 over disagreements with their mother's cancer treatment and would continue until Fontaine's death in 2013.

She will be most remembered in Hollywood as the woman who took on the studio system and won.  Growing dissatisfied with the types of roles that she was being offered by Warner Brothers, her contracted studio, de Havilland longed for the more dramatic roles offered her in films like Gone with the Wind and Hold Back the Dawn, she began refusing certain roles offered to her.  In 1943, she announced that her seven year contract with Warner Bros. was up.  Warner Brothers responded that there was six months remaining because of her refusal on certain roles.  de Havilland decided to fight back arguing that Warner Bros. was violating labor laws.  She won in a decision that would be dubbed the de Havilland Law, making her a free agent.  It was the start of other stars breaking away and doing the same.  In short, she won where Bette Davis and James Cagney had lost before.

"She was tough and she stayed with it, and as a result she brought the studios to their knees.  Other actresses have won Academy Awards. Other stars have been as famous. But few had as far-reaching an impact as de Havilland did.”  Jeanine Bassinger, Chair of Film Studies at Wesleyan University

Rest in Peace, Olivia de Havilland

Friday, July 24, 2020

Mitchuation: Tested

A little delay in posting a bit.  We've fought off a little bit of sickness around the house.  Last week, Avalyn and Jude got sick with cold like symptoms. Avalyn ran a fever for about a day and a half and had a bit of congestion.  Jude had a nose that ran like a faucet, with a wet cough.  They got sick early in the week, so of course by the week's end, it moved to Jamie and I.  

Jamie just had a day of a sore throat, and recovered completely otherwise.  I started with a sore throat on Thursday and then had a light continuous headache with lightheadedness over three days of the weekend.  Not too fun.  

So by day three of headache and lightheadedness, I went to the clinic to get checked out.  And part of that included a lovely COVID-19 test.  I could feel them tickle my brain.  Thankfully I only had to get one nostril done.  I don't know if I would have been able to sit still through the second.

Thankfully, the results came back negative Tuesday.  A likely viral infection, but not that one.  Still out of an abundance of caution, because of the possibilities of a false negative, I've been sequestered inside.  That should end soon.

Generally, I've just been tired this week.  So, I've let a few things slip.  Like more regular posts.

Things will be picking up again now.  Work is definitely increasing with a several projects moving up in the timeline, requiring a few different machines running at the same time to keep it all going forward.  Avalyn is getting ready to start school.  She's gotten to see the building and found out who her teacher will be.   So, we have that transition to look forward to.

We're now under a state wide mask mandate.   Again, it will not really change how we have been operating outside of the house.  Hopefully, it will help curb some of the future spread, especially as schools start again.

We have seen our plans change a bit though.  We had looked forward to a get away in the Smokies with Jamie's family.  It had been planned since last year and was going to be almost a family reunion.  Due to the current COVID-19 situation in Tennessee and the ability of the resort to adapt, that will no longer be happening.  

We do have a silver lining with this though.  A lot of Jamie's immediate family will be coming up to spend the week with us.  We are very much looking forward to this.  We're ready to show them around to the extent we can, let them try the foods we've come to love, and give them a bit of a taste of the place we call home.  Capped off by a pretty big celebration.

It's going to be an interesting few weeks ahead.

Sunday, July 19, 2020

Good Trouble

"Do not get lost in a sea of despair.  Do not become bitter or hostile.  Be hopeful, be optimistic.  Never, ever be afraid to make some noise and get in good trouble, necessary trouble.  We will find a way to make a way out of no way."
Rep. John Lewis

Representative John Lewis passed away Friday at the age of 80.  Civil rights icon, representative for over 30 years, comic book graphic novel author.  Presidential Medal of Freedom recipient, Lincoln Medal recipient, John F. Kennedy Profile in Courage Lifetime Achievement award recipient, Martin Luther King, Jr. Non-Violent Peace Prize recipient.  In his lifetime, he achieved more for civil rights, more for his constituency could imagine.  

We need more people today willing to get into his good and necessary trouble.  We need people willing to risk it all for the advancement of society.  Willing to push for civil rights for all, to recognize that making a way where there is none is trying, tedious work.  That it takes a lifetime, but it is what makes a life truly matter.  

Here's to good trouble.

Rest in Peace, sir.  Your work is appreciated, perhaps now more than ever.

Friday, July 17, 2020

Happy Birthday Disneyland!

To all who come to this happy place:

Disneyland is your land.
Here age relives fond memories of the past - and here youth may savor the challenge and promise of the future.  Disneyland is dedicated to the ideals, the dreams and the hard facts that have created America - with the hope that it will be a source of joy and inspiration to all the world.
Walt Disney, July 17, 1955

Sixty-five years ago today, Disneyland opened its doors for its first visitors.  A special “International Press Preview” event was held, only open to invited guests.  Six thousand invitations were mailed, but by mid-afternoon, over 28,000 ticket holders were headed for Disneyland.  

Even as the gates opened, workmen were still planting trees.  Paint applied earlier that morning was still wet to the touch and asphalt poured that morning on Main Street was so soft that women’s heels were sinking in.  

Southern California was suffering from a record heat wave with temperatures over 100 degrees.  Drinking fountains were dry, rides broke down shortly after opening, and many places ran out of food and drink.   The park would even suffer a gas leak in Fantasyland, causing Adventureland, Frontierland, and Fantasyland to close for the afternoon. This would leave only a very anemic Tomorrowland and Main Street USA open.

It wasn't the best opening ever.

This year, Disney's celebration is a little muted as well.  Of the twelve parks Disney has internationally, only seven of them are open.  Disneyland itself remains closed indefinitely, as plans for California keep getting pushed back.  Though Walt Disney World is open now, there is talk with rising infections in Florida, it may have to close again, or scale back to just the Magic Kingdom and a few resorts.

No matter the current situation, Walt's dream remains.  The idea of a place where families can gather and all participate.  Where you leave reality beyond.  Where you are truly transported to some place often magical.  

That is why so many people are waiting for it to open back up.  In watching the Imagineering documentary on Disney+, they talked about how in Japan after the tsunami, the government does not give an official declaration that everything is back to normal.  How the populace looked to Tokyo Disneyland to be the arbiter of when things were truly ok again.  When Tokyo Disneyland opened again, there was a sense that normalcy had finally returned.

We're all waiting for that magical moment, and it seems so far away.

Until then, Happy Birthday Disneyland!  May you weather this one, to brighter ones to come.

Thursday, July 16, 2020

Amazing Grace, Indeed

I discovered this today and had to share.

When people ask me how I imagine Heaven, I often joke that I picture a Gaither Homecoming concert.  That large group of singers, singing all kinds of worship and praise music.   Singers gathered from every country, every era.  Mozart and Elvis together.  Mahlia Jackson with Lecrae.  DC Talk with the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir.  The best concert you could ever imagine.  

This comes the closest I've heard.

This is the Church.  The nation of God, united not in country, not in language, not in color, but in worship of the one true living God.  

This is worship.  Every language, every style, joined together in praise.

Do you ever think about how, on Sunday mornings, your voice in joining in a global time of worship and praise, as worship starts all throughout the day, circling the globe as the sun rises in the different time zones?  How your voice joins that global choir of praise, lifting high his holy name?  How high holy, modern praise, country and bluegrass, and gospel join with global variations of the same?

How no matter how mega the church here in the states, we are just a small part of the world wide song of praise that is taking place?

We're singing the eternal song.  The greatest message, the only thing that makes Christianity different from any other religion or creed that has existed on this planet.  That of grace.  Amazing grace, indeed.

Let's join that chorus.

Lift every voice, and sing.

Wednesday, July 15, 2020

Lift Every Voice And Sing!

"Lift every voice and sing
Till earth and Heaven ring
Ring with the harmonies of Liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise,
High as The list'ning skies,
let it resound loud as the Rolling sea

Sing a song
full of faith that the Dark past has taught us,
Sing a song
full of The hope that the present has brought Us;

Facing the rising sun
of our new day Begun,
Let us march on till victory is Won.

Stony the road we trod,
Bitter the Chast'ning rod,
Felt in the day that hope
Unborn had died;
Yet with a steady Beat,
Have not our weary feet,
Come to the Place on which our fathers sighed?

We have Come
over a way that with tears has been Watered,
We have come,
treading our path Through the blood of the slaughtered,

Out from The gloomy past,
till now we stand at Last
Where the white gleam
of our star is Cast.

God of our weary years,
God of Our silent tears,
Thou who has brought us thus
Far on the way;
Thou who has by thy Might,
Led us into the light,
Keep us Forever in the path, we pray

Lest our feet
Stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee,
Least our hearts,
drunk with the wine of The world, we forget thee,

Shadowed beneath the Hand,
May we forever stand,
True to our God,
True to our native land."  

There has been a lot of debate about this being sung before the first week of NFL games alongside the National Anthem.  I think a lot of it stems from being referred to as the Black National Anthem, not recognizing that the title was given to the song by the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People in 1919, for its power of voicing a cry of liberation and affirmation for African American people.  

I don't know about you, but looking over the lyrics and listening to the song, this seems to be a fitting anthem for our country right now.  In many ways, more fitting for the America we want to be than the Star Spangled Banner.  If there were to be a proposed change, I would be in agreement. 

If you haven't, I implore to you listen to this hymn.  Let it speak to you.  Let God speak to you through it.   Meditate on its words.  I guarantee they are easy to find.  It's in your hymnal now.

We'd be in a much better place if we could all lift our voices and sing this in agreement.

Tuesday, July 14, 2020

Bastille Day

Today, the people of France celebrate Bastille Day, in remembrance of the storming of the Bastille on July 11, 1789.  King Louis XVI dismissed the Finance Minister Jacques Necker, who was sympathetic to the Third Estate, the working class.  The working class became afraid that their representatives would be attacked and sought ammunition for the general population.  The Bastille, the fortress-prison of Paris, held a large cache of ammunition and gunpowder, and acted as a symbol of the French monarchy, holding political prisoners.  Previously in the day, Les Invalides had also been stormed, for similar reasons. 

The storming of the Bastille marked a turning point in the French revolution.  Within a little over a month, feudalism in France would be abolished on August 4, and the Declaration of the Rights of Man and the Citizen would be proclaimed on August 26.  

Celebrations for the day started as early as a year later.  On July 14, 1790, the Fête de la Fédération was held to celebrate the unity of the French people.  Nearly one hundred years later, the celebration would be made official, the Fête Nationale, or National Celebration.

Typically, the day would hold one of the oldest and largest military parades in Europe.  This year, because of the global pandemic, the military parade was suspended.  Instead, the celebration was recalibrated to honor medics, postal workers, and other essential workers that have been heroes of the pandemic.  President Emannuel Macron used the celebration to admit past mistakes in handling of the pandemic and to focus on French recovery, instituting a mask mandate for all enclosed public spaces starting August 1 and outlining a €100 billion recovery plan.

We remember these events, we remember the French revolution, the American revolution because of what they created.  The French revolution decriminalized heresy, blasphemy, and witchcraft; ended one of the oldest European monarchies with a republic based on universal male suffrage; introduced no-fault divorce and easy adoption; embraced the ideal of formal equality before the law; and for at least a short time, championed universal employment, education, and subsistence as basic human rights.

Prior to the revolution, fear swept across the country.  Businesses started collapsing.  A select few made huge fortunes.  Panicked customers start hoarding - paper, food, weapons, whatever they can get their hands on.  The government's reaction was inconsistent and ineffectual.  Ordinary commerce ground to a halt.  Political factionalism grew more and more intense.  

Then everything fell apart.

That sounds eerily prescient, doesn't it.  

Are we on the precipice of a similar revolution?  There is so much division in this country, so much rancor, to the point we've even politicized public health and safety.  We're attacking each other over whether someone wears a mask to protect the general population.  We're at each others throats with so much change necessary.  We still have to address deep racial issues in this country.  We have to address an ever increasing wealth gap and the destruction of the middle class.  We still have many situations in which we still allow legal discrimination on what should be protected classes of people.

A change is certainly coming.  The question becomes do we learn from history.  Do we go through a Reign of Terror and a military dictatorship like France to come through stronger, or do we forge a different path?

In that spirit, I hope we learn the lessons of Bastille Day well.  

bonne Fête Nationale