It Might Rain

rain clouds hang in the
air making you think it
might rain

the local black and
white cat hides behind
the elm tree out my
window

the cat goes rigid but
whatever it was must
be gone because

the cat lifts and licks a
paw and when I looked
back the cat was gone

the sun made a dull
attempt to push through
barely making shadows

even so

rain clouds hang in the
air making you think it
might rain

Show and Teach

as parents we are charged
to show and teach
our children

how to live
how to give
how to serve
how to love
how to forgive
how to win
how to lose
and
how to die

looking back I feel that
I failed more than I
succeeded but
did the best
I could

before you know
it there is more
time behind
you than
ahead of
you

looking forward
seven down
and one
to go

The Truth

fantasy is not a friend

it makes you want what
you can’t have

and try to become who
you were not meant to
be

fantasy is a false enabler
of the mind

all that is true becomes
false and all that is false
becomes true

but only in your mind
not my mind

you own yours and I own
mine and our end will
always be based on

the truth

Odds and Ends 2.20

I am sitting out back on the patio where I usually sit on a stack of pavers that sits next to the hose reel. I use the other short pile of pavers as a table. Just big enough for a cup of ice water and a pen or some such thing. My phone is small enough to rest on the hose reel.

With my pen in one hand and cigar in the other and steno pad on my lap, I try to put my finger on what is so odd about this day after Election Day. I am not sure there is any difference between today after this election day or the day after a hangover. Neither of them memorable or so it would seem.

Looking around, it is actually a perfect no day. No bees, no hornets, no mosquitos, no flies, no squirrels, no birds, no dogs, no cats, no people, and no election day results. But like it or not, I believe there is anxiety in the air.

So, my God, I must ask. God, I am not asking you for my pick, I am asking You for Your pick. The likes of Lincoln, FDR, Reagan are gone. (I know there are more, but I can’t think of any others who stand out at the moment.) I served twenty years in the Army to support our country. It is our duty and privilege to vote. I didn’t want our country to go down the tubes then and I don’t want our country to go down the tubes now.

It is so quiet I can hear the distant rumble and whistle of the mid-afternoon train slowly making its way through town.

Any day now we will learn who won the election and I will thank you, Lord, for the next president you have allowed to serve your purposes for America and in the world.

Closing thoughts.

For me, someday this election will be a distant memory like all the other presidential elections that preceded it. Election Days come and go. My peace in this annoying, anxious, gut wrenching election process, regardless of the outcome, is You, my God.

The presidents or leaders of countries change. But praise God, Lord, You never change—you are the same yesterday, today, and forever. May God bless America.