Opps . . .

Came home to discover, last Sunday, we made a little mistake by leaving a bag of flour at the top of the stairs to later put in the freezer. Well, here are some photos of the fun the dogs had with it. I still can’t figure out what was so tempting about the flour, it couldn’t have tasted that good. :-)

Susanna Wesley

As a boy, John Wesley had been thinking about sin and asked his mother, Susanna Wesley, for a definition. Susanna Wesley’s reply, one of such great wisdom and insight both serves to challenge me to always be ready to give an answer but also think more deeply about sin and it’s relation to Christians. Just imagine giving this answer at the spur of the moment to a child.

Whatever weakens your reasoning, impairs the tenderness of your conscience, obscures your sense of God, or takes away your relish for spiritual things, in short, if anything increases the authority and the power of the flesh over the spirit that to you becomes sin however good it is in itself.

– – Susanna Wesley

Eyes bigger than stomach?

The Miami Herald is reporting on a fascinating find in the everglades of a 13-foot python swallowing a 6-foot American alligator. There is some question as to how this all took place, but my favorite theory is from Frank Mazzotti at the end of the article,

Mazzotti said it’s also plausible the snake scavenged a dead gator. Then time, decay and heat could explain what happened next: a nasty blowout of the snake body. ”You’ve got a deteriorating carcass, you’ve got a buildup of gases, you’ve got sharp claw points . . . ,” he said.”

Photos from last few trips

Finally uploaded photos from my last several trips. Captions are included with the pictures describing where the photos were taken. My favorites photos are from the Congressional Library, the photos of the really beautiful building.

On a side note, I’m trying out a flickr account to see how I like it. I’m still unsure of it, especially with the 20MB free limit for upload of photos. I’ll probably only use it for camera phone pics.

Great Writer

There was once a young man who, in his youth, professed his desire to become a great writer. When asked to define “great” he said, “I want to write stuff that the whole world will read, stuff that people will react to on a truly emotional level, stuff that will make them scream, cry, howl in pain and anger!”

He now works for Microsoft, writing error messages.

— author unknown