Sometimes, I feel just like Waffle House hash browns… …scattered …smothered …covered …chunked …diced …peppered …capped …and topped. But at least I am country. Other times, I just feel like Waffle House hash browns. Know what I mean?
Category: Life Experience
Mom’s Song (A Life of Faith, Love and Hope)
The life of a catastrophe adjuster is uncertain. One day, you can be up to your elbows in claims and the next, the storm is being wrapped up and you wonder where you will be tomorrow. Maybe you will go home. But, if so, for how long? So, here I am on October 27, 2012,…
Here’s to the men who lose!
To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven…A time to gain, And a time to lose; A time to keep, And a time to throw away;Eccl. 3:1,6 (NKJV) I watched the Texas Longhorns and the Oklahoma State Cowboys last night. I was elated that my Longhorns won the game, but I…
The Greybeard Chronicles: ‘Till my change comes
This morning at work, I was given a stark reminder of how quickly things can change and how incredibly unsettling change can feel. We talk a lot about change, don’t we? The current president promised hope and change. Folks like me fail to see the hope, but we sure recognize the change. We talk about…
The GreyBeard Chronicles: Welcome to Cube Gene
I recently welcomed to my cubicle a new inhabitant. I have now served as cube mate and mentor (do as I say, not as I do) to all three members of a trio of twenty-something friends. When this dawned on me and I pointed it out to the newcomer, he responded by calling my…
Father Along: Precious Memories of Dad Still Linger
A few days ago, my uncle Troy Henager texted me. He said, “Father’s Day is just around the corner and I was remembering some of the things your dad used to say.” You see, Troy is only three years older than me and we both worked at D&F Battery & Electric from about the age…
The Greybeard Chronicles: Yesterday, When I was King— or, There is No Time Like the Present
It is the habit—and the prerogative— of those of us with silver in our hair to reminisce, to rubberneck, to relish (and embellish) past heroics. I have not pastored a church since 1997. I have not suited up for a game of organized football since 1979. The further I get from the things I “used…