





The octopus also is a master of camouflage. It can change
the entire color of its body as quick as three-tenths of a second. The
difference between the octopus and others that use some masking feature is it
does not just change to blend with its surrounding environment. It often mimics
specific things underwater objects, like plants or rocks. 
My father-in-law
recently introduced me to a show on the History Channel called Forged
in Fire. This program puts four bladesmiths in competition against each
other to create knives and historical weapons. Part of the process of making
these items is to stick the metal in the fire. The fire heats the metal making
it easier to shape it. When they believe the blade is how they want it, the
bladesmiths quench it in oil or water to harden it. If things do not go right
in the quenching process, the blade can crack.
I, by no means, am an expert weapon maker, nor do I desire to be near anything as hot as a forge. All I know about the process is what I have seen on the show.
The fire fascinates me, though. The temperature of a coal fire in a forge can be around 3500 degrees Fahrenheit. I thought summers in the South were hot, but this is way too much heat for me. I would rather sip lemonade in the shade or preferably in an air-conditioned room.
People use the term fire to symbolize passion. Not everyone has the same things about which they are passionate. Not everyone has the same amount of passion. Passion helps shape how you behave. Passion dictates your direction. Passion decides how much time you devote to certain things.
Many people start new jobs with passion. They are filled with excitement about the new opportunity. They are passionate about doing a good job. They may be passionate about advancement possibilities. They may take work home. They may study certain subjects to make them more knowledgeable about their work. They may arrive early at work and then leave late. Truly passionate workers are dedicated.
Problems can occur. Some people are backstabbers, trying to hold you back so they can move up the ranks. Some people are lazy and hinder your success because they are responsible for something you need. Things that you try are not successful every time. Sometimes, you rarely see the progress you are seeking.
These types of things can cause discouragement. Discouragement can hinder your progress. Discouragement can steal your passion. Discouragement can take you from extraordinary to ordinary. Discouragement is like taking the steel knife you are making and quenching it in water. It hardens your heart, but it also makes it easier to crack.
There are other
passions than work. Some are passionate about their hobbies. Some are
passionate about their politics. Some are passionate about God.
Let us look at that last one. Many people are searching for some meaning in life. When they find a relationship (not a religion) with God, it brings passion into their lives. They devote themselves to studying His word, sharing their faith, and helping other people. These people are “on fire.”
Over the years, I have seen many people let the fire fizzle. They become judgmental. They get stuck in a routine. They get discouraged for various reasons. They just seem to burn out. I remember one woman who told me after I first became a Christian about 35 years ago that the fire I had would soon burn out. I guess encouraging people was not her gift.
However, we decide for ourselves when the fire burns out. If you are using fire to keep warm and it begins to go out, you do not just sit there hoping the fire comes back. You fan the flames and add wood to the fire. The same thing is true for the passion we have within us. We have to fan the flames. 2 Timothy 1 tells us to stir up the gift that is in us. We must do that. No one else will stir us up. We must guard our hearts against things that steal our passion. We must encourage ourselves to press forward. We must continue doing the things we know are good. Do not let the fire go out.
I washed
a load of clothes a few weeks ago. Doing the laundry is not new to me, but my
wife normally handles the laundry duties. I see now that she is much better at
it than I am.
I sorted the clothes, put them in the washing machine, added detergent and fabric softener, and turned on the washer. This is not a hard process and things went according to plan. At least I thought they did.
I put on
a pair of jeans after they came out of the dryer and went to work. It was on
the way to work that I realized something was wrong. The problem was not that
my jeans smelled like lavender. The problem was that it had an overwhelming
lavender scent. Do not get me wrong. Lavender has a lovely smell.
However, too much lavender is not so lovely when you smell it all day long.
The problem was not the fabric softener. It did what it was supposed to do. The problem was that I used too much. I have this issue; when I see a line that says max, I fill things up to that line. I do not go above it, but I will go to the maximum line.
For the most part, fabric softener is a good thing, but it can ruin your day when too much is applied.
The same thing goes for the things we use daily.
Social media, for example, is normally a good thing. It helps connect us with family and friends. It can entertain us by seeing the posts of others. There are memes, jokes, and funny stories that have happened to those we know. I have met new friends on social media that I would love to meet in person someday.
Social media is also a place where we can do some networking. I know of one such place that helped someone find a job.
Social media can also ruin your day. People do not always use these things correctly. Some use it to gain their fifteen minutes of fame. Others mimic ridiculous acts often causing injury or death. Others use social media to force their agenda on you. I do not mind a civilized and logical debate; however, shoving your opinion down my throat will never get me to change my opinion. I even hate seeing the opinions to which I agree being shoved down the throats of others. Tell me once or twice and I get your point. Tell me 700 times, and I will quit listening. I prefer to see things that make my day happier and not divisive.
Like fabric softener, too much of anything can cause things to stink. Some people prefer to stink. Some people enjoy throwing their pearls to pigs. However, pigs do not wear pearls. There are many good in this life on which to focus. Do not choose to think only on the negative, divisive issues that we face. Some issues need to be addressed, but they are not the only thing happening.
Philippians 4:8 says, “Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.”
Those seem like better things on which to focus our attention. Take a second to do a smell test. Do the things you post come across as sweet and lovely or do they come across as foul? Try to make someone’s day rather than trying to ruin it.
I do not know the reason. My wife believes my hearing is going bad. I believe she did not tell me what she wanted to tell me. She is so used to talking to the dog, I think she may tell him and think she told me. She may have told my son and thought she had told me, too. It cannot possibly be my fault. I may be getting a little older, but I am certain that I pay as much attention to what she says as when we were dating.
Whatever the reason is, I am currently hearing my wife
tell me that she already told me something. If I heard what she said and
repeated it back to her, she would tell me, “That is not what I said.”
I know we are not the only people where miscommunication is a daily part of life. People are always misunderstanding what others say or just not paying attention at all. The biggest problem does not even appear to be a lack of listening as much as it is hearing what you want to hear.
It is like your wife saying, “We need dinner, go to the store and buy some chicken.” Some people will hear that we need food tonight and bring ice cream home without the chicken. (Yes, I have witnessed an example of this.)
This week a politician gave a speech expressing her opinion. The speech was over eight hours long. Some heard this and thought this person must have been doing a great thing. I, on the other hand, heard that someone wasted eight hours of his or her life that no one listening will ever get back.
When I worked in retail and arrived at work, my bosses would tell me that a certain section may need a little extra help by saying, “There’s an opportunity.” All I heard was that customers had destroyed my area.
The interpretation changes the outlook.
The same thing goes with the Bible. We hear what we want to hear. People say the truth will set you free, but they leave out the part of knowing the truth. Truth cannot set you free unless you know what that truth is. Some people hear this and then begin to search for the truth. They forget to read the context of the verse that says if you hold onto the teaching of Jesus, you will know the truth.
Some people also hear that money is evil. However, the Bible does not say that. It says the love of money is the root of all evil. That is a completely different thought. It would not make sense for God to make certain people rich, like Isaac in Genesis 26:13, if money were evil.
These are just two instances but trust me when I say there are many more.
We need to put aside what we want to hear and begin to listen to what people say. Every argument has two sides, but there is only one version of the story that is correct. This is because we choose to filter out what we do not want to hear.
Become a listener. Hear what people say, and they will not tell you, “That is not what I said.”
I love the carnival season leading up to Mardi Gras. I enjoy seeing the float designs. I love watching the excitement on parade-goers' faces. The marching bands can liven up a crowd while staying in step and sometimes dancing while performing their much-rehearsed songs.
The way I approach parades has changed as the years have passed. As a child, I would try to catch everything to bring home. Now, in my fifties, I bring a chair to sit and watch. I occasionally stand to catch whatever the revelers on the floats are throwing, but now I give them to any child around. The children love to get these. You can see the excitement on their faces when they receive these beads are trinkets. Seeing their excitement brings a smile to my face.
A few years ago, I went to a carnival parade with some friends. We were standing along the parade route watching as a marching band was approaching. Marching bands have chaperones to ensure the band has enough space on the street, so no one gets hurt.
I was standing behind the white line next to the curb as the chaperone approached. She informed me I had to get behind the white line. As I looked down, my feet were already behind the line. I said, “I am already behind the line.’” She then informed me my belly was not.
My friends thought this was hilarious and still teased me about this. I laughed, as well. It takes much more than that to embarrass me.
The problem was right there in front of me. I did not notice it because I was not paying attention to all of the details. I watched to ensure my feet were behind the line but failed to see that I still crossed the line with my fat belly. How often do we cross lines which we are not even aware we have crossed?
Several years ago, I was unaware of a line I crossed because of a term I used. I thought it was the proper term but was told it was offensive. Now, I am not politically correct but do not want to offend anyone. As Christians, we are called to love not to offend. I no longer use the term except in the proper context.
Sometimes we focus on what we are doing but forget the people around us. Those people matter. How you respond to people matters. Sometimes we do not recognize when we cross lines in our relationships. I ask adults to wait until I finish with the child when they interrupt. I also ask children to wait if they interrupt when I am speaking with an adult. We must treat all people with love and respect.
In business, lines can sometimes get crossed. We focus on the one area of business for which we are responsible but disregard how it affects other departments. It is not intentional, most of the time. We need to make an effort to keep the big picture in mind.
Traffic can result in people crossing lines. They seem to become other people. An example is a sweet church lady giving the finger to the person who cuts her off. She crosses a line to become something because of an emotional situation.
We need to focus on the big picture. We must know our role in it. We must not think everything revolves around us. There are many lines in this world. We, ourselves, may sometimes be “out of the box” in the eyes of others, but we must never cross the line.

Yesterday, I played a word game when a question and the answer struck me as odd. I researched the word’s etymology to verify what I read and was intrigued to find the answer was correct. This was not because I did not believe the game’s researchers but because I would never have thought this word had any connection with its origin.
The word is nice. It seems to be a simple enough
word. It is used to describe a lot of things. By definition, it means pleasant,
agreeable, and satisfactory. It is a word that everyone seems to use. However,
the word nice comes from the Latin word, nescius meaning "ignorant, unaware,"
literally "not-knowing.
I thought about this quite a bit. How does not knowing translate into nice? I was unable to find how the word has changed over the years. However, I would like to share what I think is a possibility.
Today, people use the term ignorant incorrectly. Some think the terms ignorant and unintelligent are the same thing. This is not correct. We are all ignorant in certain areas, but we are certainly not all unintelligent.
I believe that the connection between being ignorant and being nice is a willingness. Many things separate us from others. We must choose to forget who we are or who the other people are.
We must willingly put ourselves on the same playing field as those around us. Willingly forget class, ethnicity, background, and anything else that may hinder you from being nice. Those things exist, but when communicating with others, willingly put those things aside. They truly mean nothing anyway.
Jesus willingly laid down what others saw as a higher place to talk to those who were “beneath” him. He talked to the Samaritan woman, something the Jews would never do, first because she was a Samaritan and second because she was a woman. He allowed the children to come to him, despite the thoughts of others that children should be seen and not heard. He spoke to the lepers who were societal outcasts.
Today, we hear of celebrities becoming rude because someone does not know who he or she is. It does not matter who you are. It is more important to treat others as if they are more important than you are.
Let us strive to be nice. Willingly become ignorant of the things that separate us from those around us. Strive for humility. Strive to love. Regardless of how diverse we may be, we are all part of humankind.
Romans 12:3 For by the grace given to me, I tell everyone among you not to think of himself more highly than he should think. Instead, think sensibly, as God has distributed a measure of faith to each one.
Overall, 2017 was a good year for me. I bought a new car, accepted a better position at my job, was able to stop working two jobs, and my second grandbaby was born. I listed these items in chronological order, not in order of importance.
Not everything about 2017 was great. Some loved ones left this world. Friends found out they were losing their jobs. People continue to let their political agendas affect their outlook on life and some friendships.
We always seem to welcome a new year with a sense of hope. This year will be better than the last. Inevitably, I hear more people at the end of the year claim they cannot wait for this year to be over.
Do people go
through an entire year without any good happening to them? Are we so anxious as
to grow old? I prefer to look at the good I have experienced and await even
better things happening this year.
I, like most, look forward to the new year with hope.
I recall growing up with certain New Year’s traditions. People would come over to watch college football all day long. We would eat corn beef, cabbage, and black-eyed peas. Black eye peas were to bring you luck. Cabbage would make you richer. I hate those two foods and still do. Fortunately, my wife does not like them either and we do not continue those traditions in my home.
I am not sure how black-eye peas bring luck. I do not care. I believe that we make our luck. We think, prepare, work, and adjust to certain circumstances. These things bring “good luck.” Cabbage never made me rich growing up. It just gave me gas. I have become rich without eating cabbage. No, my bank accounts are screaming that they are too full. However, I am rich with great family and friends. I am rich with a spectacular wife. (I married up.) I am rich with the ability to enjoy life. I am rich in experience. Money does not make one rich. Your perception of life does.
I also quit making New Year’s resolutions decades ago. People resolve to eat healthier, get more sleep, and exercise more. What usually happens is we lose the same 40 pounds we lose every year only to gain it back before the end of the year. However, I give props to those who make resolutions and keep them going to improve their lives.
Maybe we should
start new resolutions such as trying to understand other viewpoints, not getting
mad when people disagree with us, and looking for solutions to problems rather
than sulking over them.
I do not know if 2018 will be greater than 2017, but I hope it is for everyone. If you are a person who reviews the past, I hope you see the good that happened.
I do not know when it happened. Maybe it was a gradual change. Today is December 25th, but it sure does not seem like Christmas. It seems like very few days with this particular date feel like Christmas anymore.
I am certain my work schedule over the last few years has something to do with it. I have worked on either Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, or a day close enough that would hinder the family from getting together. I am not complaining about my job or jobs the last few years. I am thankful to have them. I just cannot wait until next year when I should have an opportunity to spend the day with at least part of my family.
We have already
exchanged gifts. Some were given in November, and some were given out last
night. With the way things felt this season, wrapping the gifts was not even
important. Some were even given to the recipient right out of the box in which
they were delivered.
It is not that we did not try to get in the spirit of Christmas. We decorated the inside of the house leaving the outside undone this year. Some Christmas shows were watched, though mostly alone. We went to see a pathetic light display that screamed, “Why did I waste my gas to come to see this.” Of course, we also drank eggnog on several occasions.
There will be no Christmas meal at my house this year. At least it will not include turkey, cranberry sauce, or any other traditional course. We will not be together to enjoy a meal. I did not see one candy cane at my house unless someone brought them, and I did not see them.
I have heard it said many times that Christmas is about family. Well, then today, December 25, does not seem to be Christmas. However, we did celebrate Christmas with part of the family in November and with some others a couple of nights ago. I love spending time with my family.
Tradition says Christmas is to be celebrated on December 25th. That does not always work for me. Christmas is a time of giving. It is a time to be with family. It is a time to celebrate the birth of my Savior. These things should not only be done on December 25th. They should continue throughout the year.
There are many
opportunities to give. Some gifts can be wrapped and given for no reason other
than “because.” Other gifts cannot be wrapped. They may be an ear to hear, a
shoulder to cry on, or even just a visit.
We do not need holidays, weddings, or funerals to be with family. We should try to get together just because we love each other. Play a game of horseshoes, take a ride to the beach, or get together for dinner or a cup of coffee. We do not need excuses to be a family.
Celebrating the birth of Jesus should be a regular event. We do not even know the exact day that he was born. We can celebrate life with Him all year long. He came to connect us to the Father. We are in the family of God. Spend time with him. Be in his presence.
December 25th does
not feel like Christmas today, but every day can be Christmas Day.
First, there will be no Star Wars: The Last Jedi spoilers in this post.
Yesterday, I
had the privilege of spending time at the movies with my wife. As we watched
the newest sequel, a short dialogue piqued my interest. There was a discussion
about the sacred Jedi texts. The scene revealed that Luke never really read
them, though they were readily available to him. Someone tells Luke that the
texts are not exactly page-turners.
This reminds me of many things. I remember sitting through many safety meetings at work. They can be duller than watching grass grow. However, if someone pays attention to the instruction and puts it into practice, they can save themselves from pain or even death.
Some teachers and professors may have the same effect as taking ZZZQuil. They will put you to sleep faster than any sleep aid on the market. They may have great material to teach, but the excitement level leaves you wondering if the subject is even relevant. We often wish to learn on the job, but gaining understanding before a task arises gives us a better chance at success.
Even when you
think of the Bible, there are some exciting parts. Many seem to have their
favorite parts and read them repeatedly. I love to read Genesis, Joshua, and
Judges. The narratives tell a story that reveals Godly truths. Others prefer
reading Psalms or Proverbs, while others prefer the Gospels or the Prophets. I
have yet to hear anyone say he or she enjoyed reading all of the genealogies.
To be honest, I think reading the books of Numbers, Leviticus, and Deuteronomy
is sleep-worthy material.
That does not mean that there is nothing of value in there. Every part of the scriptures has a purpose. Some parts seem to interest us more than others. We tend to focus on what brings us enjoyment rather than what needs to be learned. This leaves us unbalanced or with just a part of the truth.
Some people read the entire Bible in a year. It is their goal. While that is quite an accomplishment, I hope they got more out of it than just finishing it. If I finished it in just a year, I would not have time to meditate on it. I hope they learned something and put it into practice.
Some people never read the Bible but try to quote it to prove their position. This is mostly done out of context causing their whole argument to be invalid. When you only see one portion of the Bible and not how it relates to the whole, you miss truths. It is then easy to twist its true meaning. That is dangerous.
I am grateful that we have access to the Bible. We can read it when we want. The choice is up to us. I suggest we read the whole thing. If you struggle with “the boring parts” read part of that and finish with something that excites you. Try to learn from everything that is in there. Many of the religious leaders in Jesus’ day were reprimanded due to their lack of knowledge of the scriptures. I wonder if that is because they only read their favorite parts, or did they just not seek to truly understand what they read?
Reading the Bible is important. Learning from it and living it is more important.
I think about some of the problems we face. I am not speaking about irritations like not having a 4G signal, running out of hot water, or waiting in long lines to get a cup of coffee. We have real problems.
At some point
in our lives, we all face discouragement. Things do not always go according to
plan. Setbacks happen everywhere you turn. You cannot find the right job. The
right person for you to be in a relationship with seems to be hiding. Maybe you
watch the news or an election and lose all hope for the future of humankind.
Fear is another big issue. Sure, there are many irrational fears such as the fear of heights, spiders, or birds. (That last one in mine.) However, there are some real fears. The fear of pain, being lonely, and losing your job is terrifying for some people.
Lack of
opportunity seems to be a big problem. Some people do not have the necessary
skills to find a job that will allow them to be self-sufficient. Education
costs have skyrocketed making it difficult to make yourself more attractive to
good-paying jobs.
Healthcare is a tremendous issue. There are so many health issues. If you are sick, there may not be a cure. If there is a cure, the high cost of prescriptions and insurance make it nearly impossible for some to afford it.
Safety is another big problem. People worry about personal safety with murder rates, robberies, and rapes being reported by the news every night. We want to be able to go outside without putting ourselves in harm’s way. We want our children and grandchildren to have a safe place to play.
So where do we turn for help? Psychiatrists, psychologists, and counselors can be helpful. However, many of them disagree with each other’s solutions. They may help give you a way to voice your problems. However, can they replace your despair with joy?
Some government agencies or banks can help finance your education, but the rules change so often it is almost impossible to keep up. If you do get the education, to whom do you turn for a job? Agencies help occasionally, but by the time you finish your degree technology has replaced those jobs to some extent.
Doctors and hospitals can help with many medical issues, but there are too many diseases with no known cure.
We should ask God for a miracle, but God does not believe in miracles. I know that sounds unbelievable, but it is the truth. People would argue that God healed the sick, raised the dead, and even parted the Red Sea so he must believe in miracles. However, he does not believe in them. He simply performs them.
A miracle is
defined as a wonder, a marvel, and a mystery. The problems we face require a
miracle for us, but for God healing someone with cancer is as simple as us
tying our shoes. We face impossible situations all the time. With people, these
things are impossible, but with God, all things are possible. God does not
provide for our needs and wonder how he did it. He is not amazed at his
accomplishments. He simply does them because, as our Father, he loves us. He
responds to our faith when we ask. Our problem may be a lack of faith. If so,
ask him to help you believe. He will help you with that, as well.
To whom do I turn for help when God does not believe in miracles? I go to God because he performs them anyway.