Be Thou My Vision
If you are looking for a solid devotional to use in family worship, I would really like to recommend this one. It was put together by a friend of mine, Jonathan Gibson, and so a complementary copy was sent to me. As a consequence, Nancy and I incorporated it into our morning reading. It is really worthwhile.
Just Saying . . .
A Song I Really Like for Some Reason
The Light Is Green. So Go.
So Keep Things in Perspective, People
Jokes I Like to Tell
Back in the earlier days of airline travel, it used to be common for a plane to land at a connection point, and a bunch of the travelers would get off, because that is where they were going, while other passengers would just remain on the plane because the final stop for that aircraft was the place they were going to. Believe it or not, this was standard.
One time a fellow got on the plane, and he had been traveling for over 24 hours, and he was simply exhausted. He told the flight attendant (stewardess then) that he knew he was going to fall asleep, but that he absolutely had to get off in Dallas, which was the next intermediate stop. After that the plane was going to fly to Atlanta. “Would you please make sure to wake me up if I am asleep? I really need to get off in Dallas.” He was dutifully reassured, and of course, given how these things go, he woke up when the plane landed in Atanta. He had missed Dallas.
Naturally, he was furious. He exploded in wrath, and let fly with a tirade that none of the personnel on the airplane had ever heard the likes of before. He was filled with strange and amazing oaths, some of them bruised and purple. He rampaged around the cabin punching things, and finally calmed down enough to grab his bag, and he started to storm off the plane. When he got to the exit, he recognized the offending stewardess, who had been standing in the galley, quietly out of sight, and he erupted again. He let her have it, and she just stood there, saying not a word.
Finally, he was done. He stomped down the metal stairs to the tarmac, and disappeared into the terminal, cursing as he went.
There was silence on the airplane for a moment, and one of the friends of the offending stewardess wanted to console her friend, but her problem was that she couldn’t think of anything to say. Finally she just laid a hand on her friend’s forearm, and said, “He was very angry, wasn’t he?”
“Yes,” the poor woman said. “But that was nothing compared to the guy I put off in Dallas.”