Category Archives: Trogo 1: Something To Chew On

The Scarlet L

I must confess that often the reason I write one of these small essays is when something ticks me off. And, you guessed it, again something has rubbed me the wrong way. Actually, it has been something percolating for a time in that part of my brain that registers frustration and irritation. A few things I have heard recently have now caused the percolation to increase to a boil. Here is what I am upset over…

I am pretty tired of any time a Christian makes a statement that a certain behavior is sinful, as defined by the Bible itself, then that person is branded as intolerant and mean-spirited. I am tired of preachers and teachers being labeled as judgmental any time they address the issue of sin, especially specific ungodly actions. I am tired of parents, teachers, and church workers being castigated as being legalistic whenever they expect Christians of any age, but especially children, to behave in ways that the Scriptures deem as righteous and godly. Bottom line: I am tired of being judged as unfair, unforgiving, and ungracious when I simply agree with what the Bible says about sin, wickedness and evil. Continue reading

Just the Facts, Ma’am

I have a confession to make. I am an information junkie. I am addicted to facts and data. I guess this is why I love trivia so much.

Love it? Indeed, I do. Trivia intrigues and captivates me. All kinds. Except about sports. Sports holds almost no interest for me. (Unless it the physics of why a curve ball curves. Now that is interesting!) Everything else is fair game. Like… Continue reading

One Body, One Faith

One thing I have learned through the years—you can’t box God in. You can’t put HIM in a little, narrow confined space and say, “This is who God is and this is what He will do. And He CAN’T do anything else.” I can promise you, every time you try this, He will prove you wrong. Continue reading

Delightful Impracticality

One morning when I had to go to the store very early. Thankfully our Harris Teeter grocery store opens at six o’clock. I pulled into the parking lot about 6:45. As I got out of the car, I looked up to see the dawn sky displayed in a delicate beauty. It was not one of those overwhelming sunrises, just a subtle yet elegant display of purples, grays, rose hues and amber tones. Just lovely. And it made me think, so many of the best things in life are beautiful—yet impractical. They serve no utilitarian purpose, but who would want to live without them? Continue reading

Words

I like words. All kinds of words.

Silly words… like chicken. Did you ever stop to think how goofy a word that is. And just take a moment to reflect on the sound of words like ostrich, elephant, avocado, buzzard, gizzard, orangutan. The words themselves sound ridiculous. (Any chickens, ostriches, et alia who may be reading this… please do not take offense. I don’t mean to take away from your dignity as a species. I am just commenting on the name you have been tagged with by us human types.) Continue reading