ChorusNot all the dead are buriedNot all the lost are foundNot every debt is settled When you’re six feet underground First VerseShe met him in the springtimeIt was 1959The Texas summer meltedInto cotton-pickin’ time His smile, it filled the roomHis laugh, it melted frownsShe was seventeen, west Texas QueenHe promised her the Crown ChorusNot all…
Author: Gene
A Memorial Day salute to warriors I have known
A Memorial Day Tribute to a couple of friends I have known. They were soldiers once and men of character and fortitude always. God bless their memory.
Triggered by Grace: How the broken make the most beautiful music
Jesus is the artist. You are the instrument. Your life is His song. Make it matter. Make it beautiful in its brokenness. If you must be triggered, be triggered by grace. If you must sing, sing unto the Lord a new song.
Self on a shelf! (Humility and your SELF)
The word “humility” is derived from the Latin humilis, which means “low.” The misconception many have is that humility essentially equates to low self-esteem. Nothing could be further from the truth. Humility is not putting yourself down. It is not false modesty. It is not thinking you are not good enough or that someone else is more worthy. This is not humility at all.
Public Speaking according to the Mad Hatter and the March Hare
Speaking up is what matters. Putting yourself out there, exposing yourself to the critics, the careless, and those who couldn’t care less. You have a message. Deliver it! You have a word. Speak it! If this is your gift, exercise it! If it is a passion, but maybe not a gift, nurture it, develop it.
Teeter-Totters, merry go rounds, and monkey bars prepared my generation for life
Hurrah for the brave men and women of The Greatest Generation! Their wild celebrations after they had won world peace seeded the Baby Boomer Generation (those born in the years 1946-1964), of which I caught the shirttail.
Peace can last a lifetime, whatever your journey
It has been a tough week around here.
Tommy Weir, Donya’s dad and the patriarch of our family, had a scary episode with his heart a few weeks back. A couple of days ago, he received a call from his doctor with the results of the MRA (arteriogram) performed last week. The news was not good.
Great people gods haircuts free beer
I needed a haircut….and, not just a haircut. I needed a haircut I could feel good about. Lately, I have struggled with it. I have given thought to growing out my hair and going for that professorial look, but I can never get past the stage where I can’t do anything to make it not look like a trashcan fire-warming, boxcar-riding hobo.
Just As I Am
The most common altar song, the one sung more than any other, was Just As I am. How those preachers sought to drive home the fact that God was not seeking the whole, but the broken. He was ready and waiting to take you at your worst and give you in return His best. There was no need to polish the rust on one’s soul, no need to clean up one’s act. There was no need to rehab when He stood ready to redeem.
Vacation 2019: You can never go back but go ahead and try anyhow
Come with me on a visit to yesterday. It is OK to visit the past, to glean its gleaming fields of laughter and tears, of sorrow and joy.
Just don’t dwell there.
I have been and remain The Journey Man.