Posted in Music

#146: Sooner or Later

(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)


Sooner or later the skies will be bright,

Tears will be all wiped away; (away;)

Sooner or later, then cometh the lightt,

Night will be turned into day. (glad day.)


Sooner or later cares will have flown,

Sunshine and gladness we’ll see (we’ll see;)

Sooner ro later God calleth His own,

With Him forever to be. (to be.)


Sooner or later, our Lord knows the hour,

He’ll send His beloved Son; (His Son;)

Sooner or later, in His might and pow’r,

Our battles all will be won. (be won.)



Sooner or later, yes, sooner for some,

Darkness will all then be past; (be past;)

Sooner or later our Savior will come —

With Him will your lot be cast? (be cast?)


Posted in Fitness

Fitness Update: Fitbit Foray

Well, My fitness goals are moving along this past week. I’m closer to my cycling goal — not as far ahead — than I was in other months. That means I have to put in more effort through December. Weather is likely to impede certain days, so I’ll need to take advantage of every day that I can.

For my running, I actually got out twice this past week, and my second run was better than the first for speed. This during the time I was still recovering from the sinus issues and limitations it placed on by breath, while dealing with cold air breathing adjustments.

No swimming. I’m going to need to get motivated on that for the turn of the year, but I’ve reached this year’s goal, so it’s easier to slack off.

The item I have changed is my fitness tracker. I still have the MisFit, but I happened to win a FitBit Flex in a drawing, so I’ve spent the last 3 days seeing how it works. The problem is that I wish I had won the FitBit Flex 2: it has the swimming option, and SmartTrack auto exercise recognition. I haven’t found a way to track my cycling on the FitBit Flex.

The other option I don’t like is that it has to be worn on the wrist. I was glad when I could stop wearing a watch; I wear my MisFit on my ankle; to have to wear a device on my wrist again, not sure how I would adapt to that. Nevertheless, I can see the possibility of moving to the FitBit  Flex 2. If the swimming app is able to do the extra it says, and if it is waterproof so I don’t have to remember to put it off and on for the shower, I’m liable to move platforms. We’ll see if I make the investment.

Posted in Music

#145: Hail, Thou Once-Despised Jesus!

(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)


Hail, Thou once-despised Jesus” Hail, Thou Gallilean King!

Thou didst suffer to release us; Thou didst free salvation bring.

Hail, Thou agonizing Savior, Bearer of our sin and shame!

By Thy merits we find favor, Life is given thru Thy name.


Paschal Lamb, by God appointed, All our sins on Thee were laid;

By almighty love anointed, Thou hast full atonement made.

All Thy people are forgiven Thru the virtue of Thy Blood;

Opened is the gate of heaven, Peace is made ‘twixt man and God.


Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory, There forever to abide;

All the heav’nly hosts adore Thee, Seated at Thy Father’s side:

There for sinners Thou art pleading, There Thou dost our place prepare,

Ever for us interceding Till in glory we appear.


Worship, honor, pow,r and blessing Thou art worthy to receive;

Loudest praises, without ceasing, Meet it is for us to give.

Help, ye bright angelic spirits, Bring your sweetest, noblest lays;

Help to sing our Savior’s merits, Help to chant Immanuel’s praise.

Posted in Social Issues

Perfectly Appoproriate; Perfectly Counterproductive

I wrote last Saturday about the Hamilton/Pence  brouhaha. Since then I have had a chance to listen to and read other opinions on the issue. It hasn’t changed my basic opinion, but it has expanded my perspective.

The question was whether the cast of Hamilton was rude, did anything inappropriate, by making their appeal to vice president-elect Pence when he was at their performance. I still believe that they were not rude, and it was totally appropriate of them to make their appeal.

But the appeal was totally counterproductive. Rather than change any opinions, it highlighted the opposing views without actually making any lasting change or impact. It allowed people on both sides to “virtue signal” without doing anything of substance.

I came to my real epiphany in two steps. One was an article on Mike Rowe’s response to Hamilton. The other was a Facebook share where someone had asked a musician he liked to stop using her posts for a bully pulpit (my wording), and actually get back to the music and artistic endeavors that people came to her for in the first place. She, of course, screamed that she wasn’t about to be silenced.

Rowe’s response to Hamilton was that they would have achieved their goal better by listening to Shakespeare; Let the play do its thing to “prick the conscience of the king.” Once you start broadcasting your own feelings, it becomes personal instead of persuasive. Both sides have emotions and you just bring them up instead of making a persuasive sense.

Let me get back to the second epiphany point: the artist who won’t stop using the Bully Pulpit instead of just doing her art. Both she and the Hamilton cast made the same rhetorical mistake: Art is what gives them their public stance to be able to speak, but they forget that is their art, not their speaking, that is the persuasive point. The Hamilton cast did a one-fer,  they might recover from the impact it has on their careers; The lady musician is deep sixing her career by driving her audience away with stridency instead of luring them to her persuasion with her real art.

And since I think I disagree with the lady artist in question, I am more than willing to let her go on sabotaging her own cause. I mean, the person who asked her to stop, as much as said she was driving him away, and it didn’t seem to phase her that she was doing the opposite of what her avowed goal was. This is the same situation with most of the Hollywood set that gets to making political pronouncements; they don’t understand their own rhetorical position.

This brings me back to another point, and another cultural struggle: the Hugos and the Sad Puppies. The Sad Puppies are saying the same thing Rowe is: if you want to persuade people, do it with a persuasive story, with persuasive art, not art that “virtue signals”. But people on the other side refuse to listen. So let them drive their own audience away, into the arms of their “foes”. They are not my foes, but I, and other Sad Puppies, apparently are theirs. They become less relevant by the day with their stridency.

Posted in Family

A Blast of the Past #72: Nathan’s Birthday

This birthday in 2005 was one of the simplest yet fun parties. The cake as a rainbow cake that I stole the design from the worm cake we had seen at another kid’s party. And the balloons were the easiest thing for everyone to have fun with. I think we may have used balloons a couple of other times they worked so well.

Posted in Social Issues

Thanksgiving not Entitlement

11And it came to pass, as he went to Jerusalem, that he passed through the midst of Samaria and Galilee. 12 And as he entered into a certain village, there met him ten men that were lepers, which stood afar off:13 and they lifted up their voices, and said, Jesus, Master, have mercy on us. 14 And when he saw them, he said unto them, Go shew yourselves unto the priests. And it came to pass, that, as they went, they were cleansed. 15 And one of them, when he saw that he was healed, turned back, and with a loud voice glorified God, 16 and fell down on his face at his feet, giving him thanks: and he was a Samaritan. 17 And Jesus answering said, Were there not ten cleansed? but where are the nine?18 There are not found that returned to give glory to God, save this stranger. 19 And he said unto him, Arise, go thy way: thy faith hath made thee whole. — Luke 17:11-19, KJV

A Bible study I am a part of had a special time Tuesday where we asked people to share verses on Thankfulness for us to discuss. One particularly astute woman brought up the above passage. We had a lot of fun conjecturing on why the other 9 didn’t come back. But the main point we pulled from this, is that we tend to have a sense of entitlement for things that we should be thankful for.

When we are thankful, we know what we have, the good things, are all gifts.But today too many people have a sense of entitlement for everything they get. Entitlement is the poison that removes thankfulness.

So my homily for this Thanksgiving Day is “give up your sense of entitlement”. You don’t deserve things, other people don’t owe you things. Be grateful for them, and be grateful to the people who provide.