Opinion

America believes in second chances. It’s the land of reinvention.

A French tightrope walker stretched a wire across Niagara Falls back in the 1860’s, he then walked across it and people were in awe. He asked the crowd if they believed he could push a wheelbarrow across the same wire and the crowd shouted, “We believe, we believe!” After he was successful he asked the crowd if they believed he could push a person in the wheelbarrow across the wire and they shouted, “We believe, we believe!” Then he asked for volunteers and the crowd got very quiet.

Matthew 3: 11 “I indeed baptize you with water unto repentance. But he that cometh after me is mightier than I, whose shoes I am not worthy to bear: he shall baptize you with the Holy Ghost, and with fire.”

The events of the past week, here in Texas, have gutted me. It’s left us all devastated.

I’m writing this on Thursday of last week. My day is winding down, the Blonde picked up a pizza, which is something we never do.

British writer and lay theologian C.S. Lewis said, “It would seem that our Lord finds our desires not too strong, but too weak.

A couple of weeks ago, my husband went to the dentist. He is much braver than I am. There are few things that cause me more anxiety than the thought of someone sticking a drill in my mouth.

He began with frogging. Then jigging. By noon, he said, he’d be hula popping. I kept nodding, as though these were natural things for a man to say while I was drinking my first cup of coffee. Or ever.

Generally, I go ‘round without a hat. A hat squeezes the head, itches the scalp. Plus, I like my hair. But we live in interesting, challenging, new times. We must rise to the occasion. Sometimes, to meet the moment, a man needs a hat.