The Official Farce

A couple weeks ago in my readings it came to my attention that mtf’s (this is the abbreviation used in gender ideology meaning a biological male that attempts to become a female) are still required to register for selective service. I’m not sure what I found most interesting about this–the commentary in the online discussion where one person was old enough to remember the wonderful MASH series and the Corporal Klinger character, who was hoping to get out of military...

Sorrow

Today, unexpectedly, I received a phone call late afternoon from a woman asking if I preserved flowers. I immediately said that I did, and asked if she had a wedding bouquet. And then, I felt the immediate sorrow of her response. She told me that she had funeral flowers from the death of her four-month old infant. All I could say in that moment, as I felt the grief hit me, was “I am so very sorry.” She thanked me...

Dreamscapes

I’ve always been fascinated by some of the dreams I awake from, going on back to high school days, and one dream I had in first grade that I still recall, in part. Most of my dreamlife (when I remember) is filled with intricate plots, imagery, twists and turns, people, places, patterns, symbolic metaphor scenes (at times). In my dreams over the years I have flown by flapping my arms, swam with ease in deep water (I cannot swim), and...

Your Footprints Were Unseen

I was listening aloud to the Psalms last night and today in Audible–literally going through the entirety of them twice. I fell asleep with them playing last night, and left them on most of the night. I had some fitful sleep, and oddly kept awaking to specific Psalms that have been repeatedly significant to me. I do believe I was soundly asleep in between, and either I was awakening after every sleep cycle (humans general have 5-6 sleep cycles per...