I openly admit that I love Willie Nelson. He is iconic. Although Willie’s life personally stands for sustained, open rebellion, his artistry is vast and significant. His music is simple, typically a simple acoustic instrument: either a piano or an acoustic guitar, a few rhythm instruments (some drums and a bass), and a simple melody instrument (my favorite is the harmonica in Willie songs).
do you ever have itches that are annoying, persistent, moist in nature, perhaps located in unsightly, inconvenient places? …….. well, apparently i’m not the only one.
Today my father drove three hours to plant some shrubs for me. He worked hard in the South Carolina sun for over six hours planting them (almost twenty shrubs in all). He dug the holes by hand, no modern machinery today; my dad’s always been that way. He dug the holes, planted the shrubs, and taught me how to take care of each one (his college degree is in forestry).
I totally love roast beef sandwiches with cheddar cheese on some wheat bread.
There was this time when my sister and I, as children, were riding bikes on my parent’s property in North Carolina. A large hill emptied itself into a stream, and my father had cut out a trail on the hill: straight down from the top, into the puddles of the stream below.
Pollen is out in full force. If you lived in the southeastern portion of the United States, you would understand this. My black Volkswagen is now distinctly lime green. This is quite troubling, especially if your nose doesn’t get along well with pollen, as mine chooses to do.
I’m trying to live life on the elevator.
Elevators are automated devises that carry you upward (and maybe downward once they have already delivered you to your prior point of interest).
Once on the elevator, you don’t really do anything to move, except possibly press a button. Upon pressing the previously mentioned button, you are hurled seamlessly in an upward direction with a distinct amount of force, thrusting you in the aforementioned upward direction.
Jesus is an elevator.
He does the work to take my life beyond what it is normally.
Grace is extended with each floor that is passed, with each victory that is won.
So … I’m trying to live life in the elevator.