Ukulele Comeback!

The Yesterukes may be the hottest things since hot potatoes! Check out http://yesterukes.blogspot.com. Ukers are goin' wild with these "baby guitars". . . . .

New History-Mystery E-Magazette!

When you get a minute, please check out www.danieleltonharmon.com/h&mreader.htm. The Illustrated Harper & MacTavish Reader, an e-magazette in .pdf format, was launched last Saturday! It's quarterly. Vol. 1, No. 1 contains one story each from "The Harper Chronicles" and "The Casebook of MacTavish," plus a revived, little-known classic mystery from the 1800s . . . *plus* notes and anecdotes re criminal cases and lifestyles of the period . . . **plus** a history/mystery quiz to challenge your knowledge. There's more: Subscribers receive a never-before-published Harper-or-MacTavish story in weekly serial installments, "cliffhanger" style! Trial copy of the first issue available on request; just drop me an e-note.

Christmas Tidings

Then the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord." Luke 2:10-11

A Little Excitement, BIG Response

I ran my new scooter into a ditch last summer. (I’ve learned how to turn it since then.) No major damage, but as I was standing at roadside nursing a banged forearm and dealing with blood from my ring finger, several passersby stopped to check on me. A volunteer fireman pulled over in his pickup truck. Then came an ambulance, a highway patrol officer and—TA-DA—a fire engine!

Hey, it's nice to feel loved, but this was ridiculous. My scooter was the only vehicle involved. There were no serious injuries, no gasoline spill. (I rode the scooter home.)

I heartily applaud our emergency responders for their daily diligence; they save many lives. I had to wonder at the time, though, whether this procession was really necessary, and how much my small adventure cost city and county taxpayers.

Mark Twain, in Pudd’nhead Wilson, described a comical fire scene in an 1850s Mississippi River town. “[T]he fire-boys mounted to the hall and flooded it with water enough to annihilate forty times as much fire as there was there; for a village fire company does not often get a chance to show off, and so when it does get a chance it makes the most of it. Such citizens of that village as were of a thoughtful and judicious temperament did not insure against fire; they insured against the fire company.”

Alive!

When my good pagan friends drill into me (as they enjoy doing) their enlightened conclusion that Scripture is a matter of "personal interpretation," I remember a statement one of them issued to me a year or two ago at Easter time. He said, "It all comes down to the question of belief, doesn't it?"

Profound. There it is—from a pagan.

Rev. Gordon Pols, writing in Today: The Family Altar for this Easter Sunday, explains: "Easter trips up the mind. . . . It flies in the face of all our experience. It contradicts the laws of nature. . . . Resurrection defies all we have ever seen or known. But of course! That's the whole point of Easter! How else could Easter be good news for a fallen, sin-seared, grave-filled world?"

Until you understand that you indeed are fallen and sin-seared and in desperate need of a Saviour . . . Easter and its Good News will mean nothing to you.

GPS Sports

Have you read of the GPS (global positioning system) engineered to help golfers maneuver around sand traps, roughs and other hazards on golf courses? Duffers no longer can claim they didn’t know about that big pine tree hidden from view behind the nearer pine tree. Distances, angles . . . everything is automated.

Soon, professional football players will have GPS-based, robotic audio units built into their helmets. A quarterback might hear: “Weak-side linebacker dodging block; approaching from left rear at rate of 22-miles-per-” SMACKO!

Quotes to Live By

From Charles Spurgeon, probably my favorite Christian author/teacher:

Sons of light must not have fellowship with deeds, doctrines, or deceits of darkness.

The further from worldly conformity the better.