Friday, May 15, 2026

Diamonds From Isaiah Chapter 2

Verse 4 

He will judge between the nations

    and will settle disputes for many peoples.

They will beat their swords into plowshares

    and their spears into pruning hooks.

Nation will not take up sword against nation,

    nor will they train for war anymore.

 

Dear Father, I pray for the day when you will bring peace between all nations, when people will no longer war against each other.

 

Verses 10-12

Go into the rocks, hide in the ground

    from the fearful presence of the Lord

    and the splendor of his majesty!

The eyes of the arrogant will be humbled

    and human pride brought low;

the Lord alone will be exalted in that day.

The Lord Almighty has a day in store

    for all the proud and lofty,

for all that is exalted

    (and they will be humbled),

 

Lord, I do not understand what all will happen. You are mighty, and everyone will know that you are mighty. The pride of all lofty people, of what they’ve created and worshiped, will be destroyed.

 

Verse 22

Stop trusting in mere humans,

    who have but a breath in their nostrils.

    Why hold them in esteem?

 

Father God, thank you for your love, that you call us to worship you and not to turn only to people, who in the end cannot satisfy us. 

Friday, May 8, 2026

I had never Been to Denver

So, a couple weeks ago, Murray, Ping-Hwei, and I went to visit Benjamin.

 

Until last fall, I hadn’t flown for a number of years. And the feeling I had from last fall was that I didn’t like it much. Especially the airports. Fast moving, hard to find where we need to be, need to hurry.

 

This time the first airport and the flight itself went pretty smoothly. I shouldn’t worry so much.

 

We touched down in Denver at 1:20 p.m.

 

Then, with walking through the airport, finally finding our luggage, looking for the shuttle to the rental cars, finally getting to the rental cars, and fighting with GPS to get to the other side of town, it was after 5:00 before we got to Benjamin’s.

 

Benjamin climbed in the car and said, “Well, I’m glad you made it here.”

 

I was so happy to see Benjamin. I hadn’t seen him since last May. He likes Boston brown bread that I make, so I’d been trying to get him some for eight months.

 

In September, when Murray went to help Benjamin move from Michigan to Denver, I sent some bread, but they forgot it in the Michigan apartment. For Benjamin’s birthday in December, we mailed him some, but the package took so long to get there, the bread was no longer edible.

 

So, when I said, “Benjamin, I brought you some Boston brown bread,” he said, “But?” The poor kid didn’t believe it could have got there successfully.

 

This time he got his bread.

 

Benjamin showed us some great restaurants over the weekend, some well-known, some local. Hamburgers, Mexican, pizza. All so yummy.

 

Benjamin suggested we go to a movie on Saturday, “Project Hail Mary,” and he told us the theater had audio description. That was great, devices with headphones for Benjamin and me, where a voice described what was happening besides the dialogue. This was a fast-paced science fiction movie, so even though it was hard to hear the commentator when the music and action got loud, it would have been impossible to understand the movie without it.

 

It was fun, an earthling on a spaceship, Dr. Grace, and he meets up with a being from another planet on another spaceship, Rocky. Rocky joins Dr. Grace on his spaceship, so they can work to solve the problem together. Once, something exciting happens, and Dr. Grace wants to give Rocky a hug. Hugging is new for Rocky, and he’s not sure how to do it, and he asks, “How do you know when the hug is done?” The rest of the weekend, I would hug Benjamin and say, “Let’s see if we can figure out when the hug is done.”

 

On Sunday, Murray wanted to go up Pikes Peak. Once we got to the bottom where we had to check in and pay, the man said we couldn’t go up all the way because of icy roads. He said we could still go up about two-thirds of the way if we wanted to. Sure, why not?

 

Murray and Ping-Hwei got some fun pictures. I kept telling Murray to tell me what he could see around us. Some grass and prairie. Lots of big rocks, some dirt, snow. For a while, he said there were some aspen trees, then only tall fir trees, until finally we got almost to the tree line after which trees couldn’t grow anymore.

 

That’s about where we had to stop because the road was closed. But it was fun, lots of very swervy hair-pin roads. I’d expected to be afraid of driving in those, but I wasn’t.

 

Monday, we decided to just stay at the hotel and play cards. It’s always fun to play games with Benjamin, but this time I couldn’t bring the Scrabble on the plane. We played many games of Uno and Spades. Benjamin won the Uno, and, surprisingly, I won Spades. Murray played a lot more aggressively than I did. He really didn’t want to lose.

 

Ping-Hwei didn’t play cards. He stayed in the room and took advantage of the 57-inch TV.

 

What a joy. So much fun to spend time with Benjamin. In October, we plan to visit Rebecca and Steve in Omaha. I’ve got a good chunk of time before I have to think about flying again. 

Friday, May 1, 2026

Dreams Are Funny Rerun

This first appeared on my blog on October 18, 2018. I still have dreams like this sometimes.

 

Time to take a shower. I opened the microwave door so I could climb in.

 

What? I couldn’t get in.

 

Head first. Nope. Feet first. I couldn’t fit.

 

What’s going on? This is how I always take a shower. I always fit comfortably inside the microwave with the door closed.

 

Frustrated, I gave up and went to the bathroom. Inside the tub; close the curtain. This was so uncomfortable for me.

 

I needed to find all my stuff and keep it organized. Shampoo. Razor. Where was my body wash? Other unhelpful bottles kept falling off the shelves around the tub.

 

I could never get the water pressure right. Why wouldn’t the stream point the direction I wanted?

 

Family members kept coming into the bathroom—hurrying me up; saying I better leave their bath supplies alone. Can’t I have a little peace and privacy?

 

Worst of all? I finally got to washing myself, and I’d find a piece of clothing I’d forgotten to take off. Pull it off. Throw it over the shower curtain. Wash off . . . There’s another garment I have to remove.

 

No wonder I wake up so many mornings feeling like I’ve got no rest.