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  Every one always talks about the new year as a time for new beginnings. This is a truth for billions of people around the world. With the flip of one single second, there comes a wave of hope, of promise, of future. Resolutions are made. Intentions. Aspirations. All when the clock struck 12. I […]

It is the last day of the year 2019. The last day of this decade, which I guess are called the rather unromantic, 2010s. Maybe it is just “The Tens” for the coolness factor. Here are some statistics for the past year. You have lived: 365 days or 8760 hours or 525600 minutes or 31536000

On this date, December 30, not so long ago, in the year 1924, a guy named Edwin Hubble walked into a little meeting at the American Astronomical Society, and sat down at his table. The room was filled with lots of other science nerds, much like himself, all sitting around, chatting, smoking cigarettes, and biding

  Here’s the thing. Today is Charles Goodyear’s birthday. His name gives him away, right from the go of things. Thanks to Chuck, we have good tires, of course. We also the Goodyear Blimp flying around all over the world. I have to sidebar here a moment. Most of us know that when we see

I’m feeling cynical today, and I’ve found it best not to write when I’m feeling cynical. Scoffing, incredulous, disenchanted me. Without fail, though, guilt runs hand-in-hand with cynicism for me. I feel ashamed that I should be having feelings of anything but joyous gratitude for all that is good and right in my life. Then

There’s a message in it somewhere. During my morning distractions of checking email, visiting my regular news threads, and going through the daily inbox of information, I happened upon Pearl Buck. I know she was a prolific author, but I’ve never read any of her work. The reason she caught my eye today, was because

I used to play video games. Yet, when I make that statement, it sounds so trite. And it wasn’t. Video games were a bright spot in my life for a while. They helped me escape from a formidable depression as an adult. But that might be a story for another time. The start of the

  Sometimes we miss the message. Other times, we might get a glimpse of it, but then we forget it all together. It can be easy to misinterpret things. Especially when someone is speaking to us in parables. Today, we celebrated the birthday of Jesus. We are probably in the ballpark with the 25th. But