We don’t watch much television at our house. I will confess that I love baseball, and I’m a St. Louis Cardinals fan, so during the spring, summer, and fall, when the Card’s are playing, I watch most of their games. And, I like basketball, too. Watching the Golden State Warriors and Steph Curry play basketball…
I’ve been involved in church music all my life. I grew up I watching my mom and dad sing in a gospel quartet in church. I can still recall hot summer Sunday nights when my brother, my sister and I were expected to sit attentively on hard, wooden church pews. There was no air conditioning…
Louis L’Amour said, “Some say opportunity knocks only once, but that’s not true. Opportunity knocks all the time. But you have to be ready for it ….” My wife and I ate some incredible clam chowder the other night at a chowder house we like to visit. It’s not a fancy looking place; more like…
In the last seven days, I’ve had several conversations and interactions with some really great people who were discouraged. There was the guy who just learned his cancer is back, and this time it doesn’t look like it’s going to go away. Worried about his family. Discouraged about his cancer. I looked into the face…
Not often —but sometimes — we put a jigsaw puzzle together at my house. We usually choose the puzzle based on the picture on the box. Maybe it’s a puzzle of a flower garden, or a mountain scene. Once, we had a puzzle of a bunch of jelly beans scattered over a table, and some…
I’m Ken Jones, and this is A Classic State of Mind, with A Word About … “The Question” It is, perhaps, the most famous question in all the world. A one-word interrogative; a singular syllable, opening the door to the query that begs definition. Not a ‘what’ question, asking for definition. Not a ‘when’ question,…
About a month ago, my wife got one of those cards in the mail that informed her that it was her turn to be part of a group of people called a ‘jury pool.’ She hadn’t been picked as a juror, mind you. She was just expected to serve if she was needed. Every evening…
I don’t think I’ve ever done something truly amazing in my life. My momma told me once when I was about ten years old that she thought I was an amazing cook because I made her a can of chicken soup when she wasn’t feeling well. But I don’t think she really meant it. It…
It’s my custom virtually every morning to stop on my way to my office at a local drive-up coffee hut near my house. And this morning as I pulled up to order my coffee, a young gal of twenty or so asked me for my order. “A small coffee with an added shot of espresso,”…
Last evening, as I sat in our blue chair over by the window, I became more aware of something I’m not sure I’ve thought much about, before. I became aware of my own ‘awareness.’ I will tell you what I mean. For more than 54 years, now, I’ve lived in the same house with my…