simply, Christian

New look

I found this wonderfully serene picture of the German countryside and was smitten by it...quite nostalgic and reminded me terribly of the areas we've explored around Ramstein AB during my many trips there.  Anyway, it didn't look quite right on the white background, so I mixed it up a bit with a new theme.  Not sure if . . .

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December 02, 2007

Closeness and melancholy

This is a bit off subject from my less-than-blinding excursion through Cost of Discipleship, but it has been on my mind the past few days... Despair

What is it about closeness to God (and periods of closeness and renewal) that tends to bring with it an almost insatiable tendency towards despondency? Luther despaired over the most seemingly . . .

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November 30, 2007

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Amusement (21 Nov)

I realize that the weather around Houston is apt to change from moment to moment, but the current header of the National Weather Service's Houston/Galveston office may be a bit extreme! Note the simultaneous appearance of both hurricanes and snowmen:

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For closer look click the picture above or (while it lasts), click . . .

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November 21, 2007

Poetry-Thanskgiving

It is time for one of those uniquely American holidays, Thanksgiving. A time to gather round the table and thank God for the bounty of the land over the past year and his gracious hand of Providential care over all aspects of our lives. How better to ponder these gifts than with a poem...and how even better to think on God's . . .

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November 21, 2007

What I do...

Since starting at NASA, lots of folks have asked me, "What exactly does an Extravehicular Activity Operations Safety and Mission Assurance engineer do?" Good question...here's the answer:

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November 18, 2007

Poetry--The Sea

We went to the beach again this week for a few minutes of recuperation and sanity.  The words of the poet sum up my feelings after a few days back at work:

"Exiled"

Searching my heart for its true sorrow,

This is the thing I find to be:

That I am weary of words and people,

Sick of the city, wanting . . .

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November 17, 2007

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