No, not the movies or the television series. Not the rye whiskey. Not the various businesses or songs. Not even the most awesome song by Max Webster off the 1978 “Mutiny Up My Sleeve” album.
No, this is possibly best summed up by The Cambridge Dictionary as simply “to say that you agree with something but do nothing to support it”. Yeah, or maybe just “all talk and no action”. Why, you might wonder, is this a topic for a post here? Well it’s one of those life and faith lessons that, when you least expect it, smacks you hard in the face. more »
Pardon this interruption of our typical posts for a rude awakening. I started to send this article link to a few friends and realized I was writing something a bit more.
It occurred to me the other day, that I haven’t posted in quite a while. Aside from the numerous problems that don’t seem to ever have an end, there’s not a lot to write about. No one wants to read about my issues. We ALL have issues. Some times the sea is smooth like glass. Other times it’s angry and violent. We all are adrift on that same sea, merely in different locations. So with that said… let’s proceed with politics, music, faith…
At what point does the autumn of life begin? Is it possible for someone to tell when they have reached that? Or rather than being a well defined autumn season, as in there are merely 4 seasons in life, are there potentially an endless number of seasons and then the end? This is by no means some sort of morbid discussion but rather a desire to understand the ‘now’. 
A little over 6 months ago we relocated to a wonderful small town nestled in wooded hills. 4 years ago this past November was the last time I played in a worship team. 2 years ago this past September I had brain surgery to remove a tumor that had paralyzed much of my right side. Today I’m praising GOD I am actively playing again! 
Giving thanks. We say it, especially in this U.S. nationally recognized holiday of doing so. But what does it mean? Really mean?