Coffee Percs

I was standing out on the walk way of the depot watching the goings on, drinking a cup of coffee I got from the railroad agent. It cost me a nickel. . .  Makes a fella want to give up coffee.”

                        –Lou Bradshaw  (Big Man’s Keeper)
 
Pard, I had to chuckle when I read the above comment by our ol’ pard.  It shore hit home this week.  I had to go have labs taken, that means seein’ the vampire to get blood drawn, and since I had to be fastin’ as is my custom I went to Denny’s for breakfast right afterward.  I noticed immediately that the menu had changed, and that usually means one thing–prices have gone up.
       Well, better take a sip ‘fore I go on.  That’s it a deep one if’n it’s not too hot.  When I received my bill, I saw that coffee was $3.39.  I was shore glad I had at least drunk three cups.  The coffee’s not real bad, not as good as that yur drinkin’ for shore.  But, my mercy–$3.39.  I had to laugh for I remember the time when my Grandpa Jones slammed his hand down on the table at a cafe and declared, “Ten cents for a cup of coffee; that’s ridiculous!”
       I can well remember that back in college when I had a few cents to go out I made sure that I drunk enough coffee to pay the bill.  For example, I could get a cinnamon roll and coffee for $.75 so I made sure I drank at least seven cups of coffee.  That was about my limit.  When I started datin’ Annie, I tried to keep a dime to buy a coke at the snack bar in the evenin’ or an ice cream.  We would then share it.  My big money was saved for Sunday night.  A couple of times a month we would go to the Village Inn Pancake House where we could each get a meal for around a dollar.
       Pard, I said all of that to jist remind yuh not to be over spendin’ this Christmas.  I understand the scheme of things, and I know that if the price of this goes up, then the price of that has to go up.  The thing, Pard, where does it all end?  So don’t be spendin’ much on me, unless you’re buyin’ me a new pair of boots, or a new Stetson.  Then I’ll gladly accept it.  Christmas, I know, is for givin’, but we ought also to be puttin’ our focus on the reason for givin’.  Focus our sights on the Lord Jesus Christ and I guarantee that it’ll be a very Merry Christmas!
       I see yur smile; yuh enjoyed that coffee this mornin’.  Good, it was black, hot and strong.  Makes a man’s innards take a notion to get on with the day.  Yuh, be havin’ a good week, and I needn’t remind yuh to check yur cinch.  Ride easy, ride watchful for there’s plenty of fools out there on the road.
       Vaya con Dios.

 

Echoes From the Campfire

When Christmas bells are swinging above the fields of snow, we hear sweet voices ringing from lands of long ago, and etched on vacant places are half-forgotten faces of friends we used to cherish, and loves we used to know.”
                    –Ella Wheeler Wilcox

       “And on that day there shall be inscribed on the bells of the horses, ‘Holy to the Lord.’  And the pots in the house of the Lord shall be as the bowls before the altar.”

                    –Zechariah 14:20(ESV)
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               “Hark!  how the bells, sweet silver bells
               All seem to say ‘throw cares away.’
               Christmas is here
               Bringing good cheer
               To young and old, meek and the bold

               Christmas is here, bringing good cheer….”
                         –Peter J. Wilhousky

This is not one of my favorite Christmas carols, but there is a message here.  Bells!  Bells used to be commonplace.  They were used by communities to let the people know the time.  They were used to notify of emergencies–when the bells rang the community rushed to answer the call.  In fact, a symbol of our country is the Liberty Bell.  And right now, let me include here–the ringing of a bell does not mean that an angel has earned their wings.
       I read something the other day by Thomas Merton.  I don’t not agree with all of his theology, nor with all of his perspectives on life, but I do like what he wrote regarding bells.

               “Bells are meant to remind us that God alone is good, that we belong to Him, that we are not living for this world.
               They break in upon our cares in order to remind us that all things pass away and that our preoccupations are not important.
               They speak to us of freedom, which responsibilities and transient cares make us forget.
               They are the voice of our alliance with the God of heaven.
               The bells say:  business does not matter.  Rest in God and rejoice, for this world is only the figure and the promise of a world to come, and only those who are detached from the transient things can possess the substance of eternal promise.
               The bells say:  we have spoken for centuries from the towers of the great churches.  We have spoken to the saints, your fathers, in their land.  We called them, as we call you, to sanctify.”

Hmmm, perhaps instead of just hearing the bells ring, we should take to heart that last phrase.  When we hear the bells ringing we ought to think about our sanctification before the Lord.  Does it ring loud and clear or is there just a dull thud?  
       When I was thinking of the bells and how I might write about them, the first thing that came to my mind was the great poem by John Donne.

               “No man is an island,
               Entire of itself…
               For whom the bells tolls,
               It tolls for thee.”

It tolls, the bells ring, for thee.  Ahh, but what are they saying?  Are they waking you up in the morning?  Perhaps it is the last bell of the night watch telling you that day is over.  Usually when we hear bells ring there is a positive note, but as I said they may bring a warning that there is a dire need.  When the bells toll for you are they ringing out their last warning?  Today is the day of salvation.  
       Do the bells ring, “Peace on Earth”?  Or are they clinging in despair, “There is no peace on Earth.”  Listen carefully for bells call forth beginnings, but also endings.  They can call to order, remember the old pictures of school teachers ringing the bell to get students to class?  They can bring a command or a warning.  Bells can symbolize birth, death, or marriage.  Or it can be a summons.  When my Mom broke her foot we gave her a bell to ring whenever she needed something; let me tell you, I don’t think that bell stopped ringing.  What do you hear?

               “Then rang the bells more loud and deep
               God is not dead, nor doth He sleep
               The wrong shall fail, the right prevail
               With peace on Earth, good will to men.”
                           –Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Air Raid, Pearl Harbor.  This is not a drill!”
                    –Radio Message, 0758, Dec 7, 1941
 
       “For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of an archangel, and with the trumpet of God.  And the dead in Christ will rise first.”
                    –1 Thessalonians 4:16 (NKJV)
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“December 7, 1941 — a day that will live in infamy — the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked.” –Franklin D. Roosevelt
       This was a day that would change the course of American history.  From that day forward the next several years blood would be shed to rid the world of fascism.  Our family was fortunate, for all of the fathers, uncles, and cousins that served during that horrible war, only one (that we can tell) died in the war on the beaches of Normandy during the invasion of D-Day.
       The “Greatest Generation” is mostly gone from us now.  Few remain.  This was the generation who had a tremendous work ethic and a dedication to their country.  Service was how the military was referred to for it was indeed service.  The world has turned over many times since that day.  The face of America has changed, and in some ways not for the better.  People have definitely become more self-centered, concerned more with their own wants, desires, and concerns.  
       As mentioned I had one distant cousin killed on the shores of Normandy, but that is only one form of casualty.  A casualty is not only death, but also wounded, and that can include psychological as well as physical, MIA, and POW.  Each person handles the horrors of war differently, each copes or not, in their own way.  Once the Boomers are gone there will be few that remember the attack on Pearl Harbor.  The Greatest Generation experienced it, the Boomers were told of it by their parents or from the many movies that were made.  But now–those that follow, do they care?
       1942 was a year of fear and anxiety.  Would the Japanese invade Hawaii or perhaps make it to California?  Would the forces of the Third Reich finally conquer Great Britain?  Would freedom be lost and tyranny the victors?  NO!  There was a determination that has not been seen in this day and age.  The country united against the menace of fascism in whatever form it took.  
       But now, when we see that the youth of this country tend to favor terrorists like Hamas over Israel.  When there is a care of protesting for personal rights rather than the good of the country.  When media and politics are crooked and evil and there is confusion in many areas of government throughout the country with their own agendas rather than those of the good of the country.
       Should we be surprised?  Leaders of the Postmodern movement said forty years ago that they would not deal with those of my generation for we would soon die out.  Think of the future.  They are smiling.  Where are those who shed blood for the country?  The number is growing smaller and smaller.  Those who take a firm stand for our republic are fewer and fewer and the loud voice of anarchy is rising.
       It is becoming the same in the church.  One day, those who want the undiluted truth to be preached will be gone.  Those who want the truth of the hymns and the doctrines they teach will be gone.  Then the progressives, the “emergent church” will have control.  Paul warns that because of unrighteousness, when the lawless one is revealed, that “for this reason God will send them strong delusion, that they should believe the lie, that they all may be condemned who did not believe the truth but had pleasure in unrighteousness.” (2 Thessalonians 2:11-12, NKJV).
       Listen to me!  Stand firm in the faith.  Guard the truth!  As the call went forth the day after Pearl Harbor, so the call is continually going forth to hearken to the Word of the Lord.  Do not be deceived by shyster politicians, slanderous media, and slick preachers.  Do not be one of those who will fall away.  Listen, for soon the trumpet will sound…

 

Echoes From the Campfire

Fail not to call to mind, in the course of the twenty-fifth of this month, that the Divinest Heart that ever walked the earth was born on that day; and then smile and enjoy yourselves for the rest of it; for mirth is also of Heaven’s making.”
                    –Leigh Hunt

       “Oh come, let us sing to the Lord! Let us shout joyfully to the Rock of our salvation.”

                    –Psalm 95:1 (NKJV)
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               “Good Christian men, rejoice,
               With heart, and soul, and voice;
               Now ye hear of endless bliss:
                    Joy!  Joy!
               Jesus Christ was born for this!”
                         –Heinrich Suso

Joy, do you have it?  It is somewhat of a misnomer when you see a so-called Christian stepping on their bottom lip.  Yes, discouragement does come, read the Psalms, but overall we are to live a life full of joy.  Look at what Paul wrote.

          “Rejoice always.”  –1 Thessalonians 5:16   We should be in the habit of rejoicing.  Rejoice, if for no other reason than your name is written down in heaven.  This is not earthly joy, but spiritual, heavenly joy.  Joy that goes beyond understanding.  Joy that resides in the midst of sorrow and suffering.  Joy because of Jesus.  That’s why this is such a joyful season, Jesus came in the flesh; He came to redeem mankind.  Rejoice!

          Another thing that we are commanded to do is, “Pray without ceasing” –1 Thessalonians 5:17.  We need to live life “with a mindfulness of God’s presence all the time.  We do this by acknowledging Him throughout the day and developing a habit of talking to Him about every experience we have in life, whether it’s good or bad.” (Jack Graham)  There is a time for formal prayer.  There is a time for making your petitions known to God.  However, to develop a relationship with Christ there must be conversational prayer.  Just talking with Him, friend to friend.  During this Christmas season, take time to just talk with the Lord.  He came to earth to develop a relationship with each of us.  We must do our part to develop it.  Read what He has to say, then discuss it with Him.  People clamor that Christianity is not a religion, but a relationship, yet they will not take the time to develop the relationship.  

          “In every give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.” –1 Thessalonians 5:18 (NKJV)  Listen, sometimes we must be intentional about being thankful.  We may sit down at the table and mutter a short prayer of thanksgiving, but what about the tough times?  What is there to be thankful for?  There must be a time when we contemplate the situation and then thank the Lord.  In the midst of life’s trials, sufferings, difficulties God is good.  The situation may not be good, but God is!  Therefore, no matter the situation you are going through, God is with you and God is good.  The Father sent His Son for us–if that isn’t “good” I don’t know what is.  While we were yet sinners He sent His Son to this earth for each one of us.  Think on that this Christmas.

               “He hath ope’d the heav’nly door,
               And man is blessed evermore.
               Christ was born for this!  Christ was born for this!