A Word About Casting An old fishing reel sits on top of one of the shelves in my office. My dad gave it to me when I was only ten years old. I don’t suppose he could have given me anything I would be more thrilled with than that reel, because it went…
A Word About Strife If Classic State of Mind is about anything at all, it’s about what’s ruminating around in my head at any particular moment in time. My hope is that the thoughts rattling around in my head will also resonate with those who are listening. Often, whatever I’m thinking about or…
A Word About Fulcrums I recently watched two children as they played on a teeter totter one leisurely afternoon. Up and down, up and down, each of them sitting on their end of that board. I suspected they might be twins; they looked identical, and they were the same size as they bounced back…
A Word About Simple I get up early most mornings. And many of those mornings, I’m up early because I’m writing. As I sit at my computer, I have a fantastic opportunity every day, looking at that blank screen, that cursor benignly blinking at me, awaiting my keystrokes. I can write whatever I…
A Word About Homesick I saw a post on social media the other day from one of my friends when I was in high school. I guess they’ve been planning it for a while now, but they finally took the plunge. They’re moving back to our hometown. She and her husband have been living in…
A Word About Time Where in the world does the time go, I wonder, when time goes by? And how many times have I used that phrase? As time’s clock ticks the moments of my life away, After a second has passed … Does it go somewhere? Is there some great vault of moments, Where the God…
A Word About Dinner Buckets My dad was a carpenter, by trade. He was proud of his union, I think proud of his blue-collar work ethic, and certainly proud of his family. My mom worked outside our home, but you might say she worked inside our home, too. She kept things humming, whether…
A Word About Drips My head wanders off into the craziest places, sometimes. The other day, as I was watering some of my wife’s houseplants outside, I noticed that the hose bib connected to the faucet was dripping when I turned on the water. As I stood there watering flowers holding a hose with a…
A Word About Seriously I lead a blessed life, really. Like everybody else, I suppose, there are some challenges in what I have to face every day. But as I contemplate my life and where I am, I consider myself to be amazingly blessed. As I reflect on the nature of life, and God’s…
A Word About Silence Some of my earliest recollections as a boy who had to go to school revolve around the routine and practice of being quiet. During recess, of course, running around playing tag or football was such great fun. I had so many great friends, and being part of a group of…